تزايدَ ما ألقى فقد جاوز الحدا

تزايدَ ما ألقى فقد جاوز الحدا

وكان الهوى مَزْحاً فصار الهوى جدا

وكان الهوى مَزْحاً فصار الهوى جدا

What I endure has grown, for it has exceeded the limit.

The passion I felt has grown beyond bounds

And love was a jest, then love turned earnest.

What was once fanciful love is now serious and profound

وقد كنتُ جَلْداً ثم أوهنني الهوى

وقد كنتُ جَلْداً ثم أوهنني الهوى

وهذا الهوى ما زال يستوهنُ الجلْدا

وهذا الهوى ما زال يستوهنُ الجلْدا

And I was once strong; then love weakened me.

Once sturdy, love has left me frail

And this love has never ceased to weaken the strong.

As passion still makes the sturdy fail

فلا تعجبي من غُلبِ ضَعفِكِ قوتي

فلا تعجبي من غُلبِ ضَعفِكِ قوتي

فكم من ظِباء في الهوى غلَبَتْ أُسْدا

فكم من ظِباء في الهوى غلَبَتْ أُسْدا

So do not marvel at your weakness overpowering my strength;

So do not wonder that your weakness overcame my might

For how many gazelles have overcome lions in love!

For in love many a doe has conquered lions in fight

غلبتمْ على قلبي فصرتمْ أحقَّ بي

غلبتمْ على قلبي فصرتمْ أحقَّ بي

وأملك لي مني فصرتُ لكم عبدا

وأملك لي مني فصرتُ لكم عبدا

You have conquered my heart, and so have a greater claim on me,

You've won my heart and now have more right to me

And greater mastery over me than I myself have; so I have become your slave.

I'm now your slave, no longer my own, you see

جرى حُبُّكُمْ مَجْرى حياتي فقدكُمُ

جرى حُبُّكُمْ مَجْرى حياتي فقدكُمُ

كفقدِ حياتي لا رأيتُ لكم فقدا

كفقدِ حياتي لا رأيتُ لكم فقدا

My love for you has flowed as my life flows; the loss of you

Your love runs through my life, and to lose you

Is like the loss of my life—may I never suffer your loss.

Is to lose my life, your loss I never knew