مُنّي عَلَيَّ بِراحَةٍ مِن مُهجَةٍ

مُنّي عَلَيَّ بِراحَةٍ مِن مُهجَةٍ

فَالمَوتُ أَيسَرُ مِن عَذابٍ داِئمِ

فَالمَوتُ أَيسَرُ مِن عَذابٍ داِئمِ

Grant me respite from life,

Grant me respite from torment

For death is easier than unceasing torment.

For death is easier than endless agony

ما لي سِوى الزَمَنِ المعلّق بِالمُنى

ما لي سِوى الزَمَنِ المعلّق بِالمُنى

نَفسٌ تَرَدَّدُ في الفُؤادِ الهائِمِ

نَفسٌ تَرَدَّدُ في الفُؤادِ الهائِمِ

I have nothing but time suspended on hopes;

I have nothing left but time hanging on to hope

A soul wavers within the lovesick heart.

A soul wavering in an anxious heart

مَلَكَت فُؤادي وَهيَ أَعنَفُ مالِكٍ

مَلَكَت فُؤادي وَهيَ أَعنَفُ مالِكٍ

وَتَحَكَّمَت وَالحُبُّ أَجوَرُ حاكِمِ

وَتَحَكَّمَت وَالحُبُّ أَجوَرُ حاكِمِ

She has taken possession of my heart, and she is the harshest master.

She has conquered my heart and she is the harshest conqueror

And she has ruled at will, and love is the most unjust judge.

She has taken control while love is the judge's reward

مَرسومَةٌ بِالحُسنِ لَكِن فِعلُها

مَرسومَةٌ بِالحُسنِ لَكِن فِعلُها

سَمِجٌ كَذا فِعلُ المَليكِ الظالِمِ

سَمِجٌ كَذا فِعلُ المَليكِ الظالِمِ

She is painted with beauty, but her conduct

She is beautiful in form but her actions

Is ugly—such is the conduct of the unjust king.

Are repugnant, thus the acts of an unjust king