بينَ الأهلَّةِ بدرٌ ما لَهُ فَلَكُ

بينَ الأهلَّةِ بدرٌ ما لَهُ فَلَكُ

قَلْبي لهُ سُلَّمٌ والوجهُ مُشتركُ

قَلْبي لهُ سُلَّمٌ والوجهُ مُشتركُ

Among the crescent moons is a full moon with no orbit.

Among the crescents a moon that has no orbit

My heart is his ladder, and the face is shared.

My heart has surrendered to it and my face is shared

إذا بَدا انْتَهَبتْ عَيني مَحاسِنَهُ

إذا بَدا انْتَهَبتْ عَيني مَحاسِنَهُ

وذَلَّ قَلْبي لعَينَيْهِ فَيَنْتَهِكُ

وذَلَّ قَلْبي لعَينَيْهِ فَيَنْتَهِكُ

When he appears, my eye plunders his beauties,

When it appears my eyes steal its beauty

And my heart yields to his eyes, so he ravages it.

And my heart melts for its eyes so it violates

ابْتَعتُ بالدَّينِ والدُّنيا مَودَّتَهُ

ابْتَعتُ بالدَّينِ والدُّنيا مَودَّتَهُ

فَخانَني فَعَلى مَن يَرجِعُ الدَّرَكُ

فَخانَني فَعَلى مَن يَرجِعُ الدَّرَكُ

I bought his affection on credit and with worldly goods;

I bought its affection with my religion and life

But he betrayed me—against whom, then, can I seek redress?

But it betrayed me so who can I blame

كُفُّوا بني حارثٍ ألحاظَ ريمِكُم

كُفُّوا بني حارثٍ ألحاظَ ريمِكُم

فكلُّها لفؤادي كلِّهِ شَرَكُ

فكلُّها لفؤادي كلِّهِ شَرَكُ

Sons of Harith, restrain your gazelle’s glances,

Spare me, O Bani Harith, your amorous glances

For every one is a snare for my whole heart.

For my heart has shared in all of it

يا حارِ لا أُرْمَين منكُمْ بداهيةٍ

يا حارِ لا أُرْمَين منكُمْ بداهيةٍ

لم يلْقَها سُوقةٌ قَبْلي ولا ملكُ

لم يلْقَها سُوقةٌ قَبْلي ولا ملكُ

O Harith, may I not be struck by a calamity from you

O neighbor I do not flirt with any of you

That neither commoner nor king before me has encountered.

No previous lover or king has experienced this