سَلَلتَ عَلَينا بِاللِّحاظِ خَناجِرا

سَلَلتَ عَلَينا بِاللِّحاظِ خَناجِرا

فَقَد بَلَغَت مِنّا النُفوسُ الحَناجِرا

فَقَد بَلَغَت مِنّا النُفوسُ الحَناجِرا

You drew daggers against us with your sidelong glances.

You drew your daggers at us beneath your cloak,

For our souls have reached our throats.

Our very souls reached up to meet your blades.

وَما بَرِحَت أَجفانُ عَينَيكَ في الوَرى

وَما بَرِحَت أَجفانُ عَينَيكَ في الوَرى

فَواتِنَ مَن تَرنو إِلَيهِ فَواتِرا

فَواتِنَ مَن تَرنو إِلَيهِ فَواتِرا

And among humankind, the lids of your eyes have never ceased

Your restless eyes roam ceaselessly the land,

to bewitch whomever you gaze upon, languid as they are.

Seeking those whom you would strike down in hate.

وَكَم مِن عُيونٍ فيكَ باتَت بَواكِياً

وَكَم مِن عُيونٍ فيكَ باتَت بَواكِياً

سَواهِيَ مِن طولِ الغَرامِ سَواهِرا

سَواهِيَ مِن طولِ الغَرامِ سَواهِرا

And how many eyes have spent the night weeping over you,

So many eyes have wept for you through night,

Distracted, sleepless from prolonged passion.

Keeping long vigil for love's bitter pain.