ياO عُيوناًeyes بِاللِوىat al-Liwā ساهرةًwakeful
يا عُيوناً بِاللِوى ساهرةً
حرَّمmay forbid اللَهُGod عليكِto you الفِكَراthoughts
حرَّم اللَهُ عليكِ الفِكَرا
O wakeful eyes at al-Liwā,
O eyes that stay up through the night in anguish
may God spare you brooding.
God has forbidden you from thinking
أناI فيin نارِthe fire of اِشتِياقيmy longing مُحرَقٌburned
أنا في نارِ اِشتِياقي مُحرَقٌ
وَوُشاتيand my slanderers تَستَطيبrelish السَمَراnighttime conversation
وَوُشاتي تَستَطيب السَمَرا
I am burned in the fire of my longing,
I am burning in the fire of my longing
and my slanderers relish nighttime conversation.
While my companions enjoy themselves
والذيand the one who قدindeed ذُبتُI have melted منfrom وَجدyearning بهfor him
والذي قد ذُبتُ من وَجد به
وغرامand passion ليسdoes not يدريknow الخَبراthe news
وغرام ليس يدري الخَبرا
And he for whom I have melted with yearning
And He whom I have melted from the love I found in Him
and passion knows nothing of it.
And a passion that knows not how to explain
لَيتهمif only they لوif سامَحونيthey indulged me ساعةًan hour
لَيتهم لو سامَحوني ساعةً
بحبيبيwith my beloved فاِختَلستُthen I stole النَظَراa glance
بحبيبي فاِختَلستُ النَظَرا
If only they would allow me an hour
If only they would allow me an hour
with my beloved, so I might steal a glance.
With my beloved, so I may steal a glance
ليسis not بَختيmy luck فيin الهوىlove البختَthe luck الذيthat
ليس بَختي في الهوى البختَ الذي
أجتنىI reap البردcoolness بهwith it والزَهَراand blossoms
أجتنى البرد به والزَهَرا
My luck in love is not the luck with which
It is not my fate in love to have the fate
I reap coolness and blossoms.
That I may pluck the fruit and the flowers
Sol 6.1