إِذا قُطِّعَت بَعضُ القُلوبِ تَقَطَّعَت

إِذا قُطِّعَت بَعضُ القُلوبِ تَقَطَّعَت

عَلائِقُ سِرِّ الحُبِّ وَاِنفَضَحَ الحُبُّ

عَلائِقُ سِرِّ الحُبِّ وَاِنفَضَحَ الحُبُّ

When some hearts are cut apart, severed too are

If some hearts are cut to pieces, severed are

the bonds that guard love’s secret, and love is laid bare.

the bonds of love's secret, and love is laid bare.

وَحَمَّلتُهُ في قَلبِهِ ما تَقَطَّعَت

وَحَمَّلتُهُ في قَلبِهِ ما تَقَطَّعَت

عَلائِقُهُ عَنهُ وَقَد قُطِّعَ القَلبُ

عَلائِقُهُ عَنهُ وَقَد قُطِّعَ القَلبُ

Yet I made him bear it in his heart; never were severed

And I made him bear it in his heart; unbroken remained

its bonds from him, though the heart itself was cut apart.

its bonds with him, though the heart had been cut to pieces.

أَأُونِسُهُ بِشراً فَفي النَفسِ هَيبَةٌ

أَأُونِسُهُ بِشراً فَفي النَفسِ هَيبَةٌ

وَأُلقي لَهُ سَمعاً فَعِندَ الهَوى عَتبُ

وَأُلقي لَهُ سَمعاً فَعِندَ الهَوى عَتبُ

Shall I solace him with a drink, when awe dwells within the soul?

Shall I comfort him with cheerfulness? For there is awe in the soul.

And shall I offer him music, when love is attended by reproach?

And shall I lend him an ear? For in love there is reproach.

وَيَستَعذِبُ النُوّامُ طولَ مَنامِهِم

وَيَستَعذِبُ النُوّامُ طولَ مَنامِهِم

وَسُهدُ الهَوى لَو يَعلَمونَ هُوَ العَذبُ

وَسُهدُ الهَوى لَو يَعلَمونَ هُوَ العَذبُ

Sleepers savor the long duration of their sleep,

And sleepers find their long slumber sweet,

but love’s sleeplessness—if only they knew—is what is sweet.

but love's sleeplessness, if they knew, is what is sweet.

فَنادِهِمِ بِالشِعبِ مِن سِنَةِ الكَرى

فَنادِهِمِ بِالشِعبِ مِن سِنَةِ الكَرى

أَلا أَيُّها النُوّامُ وَيحَكُمُ هُبُّوا

أَلا أَيُّها النُوّامُ وَيحَكُمُ هُبُّوا

Then call to them in the mountain pass, out of slumber’s drowsiness:

So call to them in the ravine, rousing them from drowsy sleep:

Hark, O sleepers—woe to you—awake!

Ho, you sleepers! Alas for you—awake!