أنت الربيع تفتحت أزهاره

أنت الربيع تفتحت أزهاره

حسنا وشارك ورده نواره

حسنا وشارك ورده نواره

You are spring, whose flowers have opened

You are the spring, its flowers have blossomed

in beauty, its blooms joining its roses.

Beautifully, and its rose has shared its light

وتبسمت نسماته وتغازلت

وتبسمت نسماته وتغازلت

أغصانه وترنمت أطياره

أغصانه وترنمت أطياره

Its breezes smiled, and flirtation stirred

And its breezes have smiled and flirted

among its branches, while its birds sang.

Its branches have hummed and its birds have chirped

للحسن فيك بديعه وبيانه

للحسن فيك بديعه وبيانه

ولي القصيد جمانه ونضاره

ولي القصيد جمانه ونضاره

Beauty has in you its wondrous artistry and eloquence,

For beauty in you is wonderful and clear

And I have poetry, its pearls and pure gold.

And for me are poems free and fresh

دبجته لصفات وجهك كلم

دبجته لصفات وجهك كلم

هام الفؤاد به ورف شعاره

هام الفؤاد به ورف شعاره

I embroidered it to describe your face whenever

I have composed them about your facial traits

The heart was enraptured by it, and its banner fluttered.

My heart has become obsessed with it and raised its banner

من حبنا .. لك برده وسلامه

من حبنا .. لك برده وسلامه

وصفاؤه ووفاؤه ووقاره

وصفاؤه ووفاؤه ووقاره

Of our love, yours are its coolness and peace,

Out of our love.. for you is its coolness and greetings

And its purity, fidelity, and dignity.

And its purity, loyalty, and dignity

ولنا الغرام شقاؤه وسقامه

ولنا الغرام شقاؤه وسقامه

وجحيمه وضرامه وأواره

وجحيمه وضرامه وأواره

And ours is passion—its misery and sickness,

And for us is the passion, its misery and illness

And its hell, its blaze, and its searing heat.

And its hell, its harshness, and its chambers

لا تسألي المشتاق كيف تألفت

لا تسألي المشتاق كيف تألفت

أبياته وتدفقت أنهاره

أبياته وتدفقت أنهاره

Do not ask the yearning lover how they took shape—

Do not ask the longing one how he composed

His verses—and how his rivers poured forth.

His verses and its rivers flowed

فالحب جاد به لعينيك التي

فالحب جاد به لعينيك التي

فيها وفيك تنافست أشعاره

فيها وفيك تنافست أشعاره

For love bestowed it for your eyes:

For love has given him, for your eyes

In them and in you, his poems vied with one another.

In which poetry has competed in it and you

لا تقتلي بالصد حبا طالم

لا تقتلي بالصد حبا طالم

آوى الأحبة ظله وثماره

آوى الأحبة ظله وثماره

Do not kill with rejection a love that has so long

Do not kill with rejection a prolonged love

Sheltered lovers with its shade and fruits.

That has sheltered lovers in its shade and fruits

فالوصل جنتنا ومأوى حبن

فالوصل جنتنا ومأوى حبن

ونعيمنا والصد حسبي ناره

ونعيمنا والصد حسبي ناره

For union is our paradise and our love's refuge,

For union is our paradise and the abode of our love

And our bliss; rejection's fire is enough for me.

And our bliss, and rejection is for me its fire

إنا تقاسمنا الهوى فجحيمه

إنا تقاسمنا الهوى فجحيمه

في مهجتي ونعيمه لك داره

في مهجتي ونعيمه لك داره

Indeed, we divided love between us: its hell

We have shared passion, so its hell

Is in my heart, while its bliss makes its home with you.

Is in my core, and its heaven is for you its house

لورق قلبك ما تفتق خاطري

لورق قلبك ما تفتق خاطري

عن جوهر يشدو به سماره

عن جوهر يشدو به سماره

Had your heart softened, my mind would not have blossomed

If the leaf of your heart would unfold, my feelings

Into gems sung by its companions at night.

Would not divert from the essence it chants with its nightingale

فخذي عن الحب الجميل قصائد

فخذي عن الحب الجميل قصائد

يفنى الزمان ولم تزل آثاره

يفنى الزمان ولم تزل آثاره

So take poems of beautiful love:

So take from beautiful love poems

Time perishes, yet its traces still remain.

Time passes but its traces remain