حَقِيقٌ لِعَيْنَيَّ أَنْ تَدْمَعا

حَقِيقٌ لِعَيْنَيَّ أَنْ تَدْمَعا

لِحَرِّ الفِراقِ وأَنْ تَجْزَعا

لِحَرِّ الفِراقِ وأَنْ تَجْزَعا

It is fitting that my eyes should weep

My eyes must shed tears

For the burning heat of parting, and be distraught.

out of grief for separation and cry in pain,

وَأَلْطِمُ خَدَّيَّ حُزْناً عَلَيْهِ

وَأَلْطِمُ خَدَّيَّ حُزْناً عَلَيْهِ

وأَبْكي عَلى الإِلْفِ إِذْ وَدَّعا

وأَبْكي عَلى الإِلْفِ إِذْ وَدَّعا

And I slap my cheeks in grief for him,

and I must strike my cheeks in sorrow for him

And weep for the beloved when he bade farewell.

and weep for intimacy now departed.

رَمَاني الزَّمانُ بِسَهْمِ الفِراقِ

رَمَاني الزَّمانُ بِسَهْمِ الفِراقِ

فَشَتَّتَ شَمْلي وَلَمْ يَجْمَعا

فَشَتَّتَ شَمْلي وَلَمْ يَجْمَعا

Time shot me with the arrow of parting;

Time's arrow struck me with the pain of parting,

So it scattered my union and did not reunite it.

scattering my gathered self, never to reunite.