يا حُبُّ كُلّي شَبابُ

يا حُبُّ كُلّي شَبابُ

كُلّي نَدىً وَملابُ

كُلّي نَدىً وَملابُ

O Love, all of me is youth—

O Love, all of me is youth,

all of me dew and delight.

All of me is dew and perfume.

عَلى صَعيدي جِنانٌ

عَلى صَعيدي جِنانٌ

وَفي سَمائي رَبابُ

وَفي سَمائي رَبابُ

Across my earth are gardens,

Upon my earth are gardens,

and in my sky, white clouds.

And in my sky are white clouds.

لَولاكَ جَفَّت عُروقي

لَولاكَ جَفَّت عُروقي

وَسادَ روحي الضَبابُ

وَسادَ روحي الضَبابُ

Without you, my veins would run dry,

Without you, my veins would have dried up,

and fog would reign over my soul.

And fog would have ruled my soul;

وَلم يَكُن لِيَ شِعرٌ

وَلم يَكُن لِيَ شِعرٌ

وَلم تَكُن آدابُ

وَلم تَكُن آدابُ

I would have no poetry,

I would have had no poetry,

nor any literature.

Nor would there have been literature.

مَلَأتَ عَينَيَّ نوراً

مَلَأتَ عَينَيَّ نوراً

فَكانَ هذا الكِتابُ

فَكانَ هذا الكِتابُ

You filled my eyes with light,

You filled my eyes with light,

and so this book came to be.

And so this book came to be.

روحي عَلَيهِ صَريحٌ

روحي عَلَيهِ صَريحٌ

لا خدعَةٌ لا خضابُ

لا خدعَةٌ لا خضابُ

My soul lies bare upon it—

My soul is laid bare in it:

no deceit, no cosmetic dye.

No deception, no dye.

عَصَرتَ قَلبي فَفيهِ

عَصَرتَ قَلبي فَفيهِ

لِلظامِئينَ شَرابُ

لِلظامِئينَ شَرابُ

You wrung my heart; within it

You pressed my heart, so within it

is a draught for lovers.

There is drink for the thirsty.

فَأَنتَ أَكرَمُ كَفٍّ

فَأَنتَ أَكرَمُ كَفٍّ

أَعطى عَلَيها العَذابُ

أَعطى عَلَيها العَذابُ

For you are the most generous hand,

For you are the most generous hand

upon which torment bestowed...

Through which suffering has given.