عبدك يا من جفا وصد وما

عبدك يا من جفا وصد وما

درى بصب يموت بالكمد

درى بصب يموت بالكمد

Your servant—O you who turned cold and withdrew, who never

Your servant, O you who were cruel and turned away, and did not

knew a love that kills with wasting grief—

know of a lovesick lover dying of grief—

جرى على الخد من مدامعه

جرى على الخد من مدامعه

في الحب ما لا جرى على أحد

في الحب ما لا جرى على أحد

has had the prescribed penalty exacted on him by his tears

from his tears there flowed down his cheek

in love, as it was never exacted on anyone.

in love what has never flowed down anyone else's.