في راحَتَيْك حَياةُ الرُّوحِ والبَدَنِ

في راحَتَيْك حَياةُ الرُّوحِ والبَدَنِ

وفي رضاكِ مجالُ السِّرِّ والعَلَنِ

وفي رضاكِ مجالُ السِّرِّ والعَلَنِ

In your two palms is the life of soul and body.

In your hands lie the life of my soul and body

And in your favor lies the realm of the secret and the open.

And in your consent is the scope of secrets and public knowledge

وفي ضَميري لَكُمْ مكنونُ سِرِّ هَوَى

وفي ضَميري لَكُمْ مكنونُ سِرِّ هَوَى

لو رامَ ذِهْنِيَ عنهُ الكَشْفَ لم يبِنِ

لو رامَ ذِهْنِيَ عنهُ الكَشْفَ لم يبِنِ

And in my inner self, for you, lies the hidden secret of a love,

And in my conscience is a hidden secret of love for you

If my mind sought to unveil it, it would not become clear.

If my mind sought to reveal it, it would not become apparent

هَوىً تَردَّد في مِثْل الهَواءِ ضَناً

هَوىً تَردَّد في مِثْل الهَواءِ ضَناً

مازلتُ أكْتُمهُ صَوْناً فَيَكْتُمُني

مازلتُ أكْتُمهُ صَوْناً فَيَكْتُمُني

A love that stirred within one made like air by wasting sickness;

A love that wavered in the air with discontent

I have kept it hidden for safekeeping, and so it hides me.

I've kept it safeguarded so it guards me

خَفِيتُ عن كُلِّ شَيءٍ غَيْرَ عِشْقِكُمُ

خَفِيتُ عن كُلِّ شَيءٍ غَيْرَ عِشْقِكُمُ

من السَّقامِ ولولا الطَّبْعُ لم يَرَني

من السَّقامِ ولولا الطَّبْعُ لم يَرَني

I have become invisible to everything except my love for you,

I've hidden from everything except your love

Through sickness; but for nature, even it would not see me.

From the illness, and if not for my nature, it would not show

بَيْني وبَيْنَ الهَوَى أجْلَى مُناسَبةٍ

بَيْني وبَيْنَ الهَوَى أجْلَى مُناسَبةٍ

فَذاكَ أعْرِفُهُ حَقّاً ويَعْرِفُني

فَذاكَ أعْرِفُهُ حَقّاً ويَعْرِفُني

Between me and love lies the clearest affinity:

Between me and love is the strongest affinity

So I truly know that love, and it knows me.

So it knows me truly and I know it

يا حافِظاً بَيْنَ قَلبي والأسى ذِمَماً

يا حافِظاً بَيْنَ قَلبي والأسى ذِمَماً

وناقِضَ العَهْدِ بينَ العيْنِ والوَسَنِ

وناقِضَ العَهْدِ بينَ العيْنِ والوَسَنِ

O keeper of covenants between my heart and sorrow,

O keeper, set boundaries between my heart and sorrow

And breaker of the pact between the eye and slumber,

And nullify the pact between the eye and the eyelid

عَذِّبْ بِتِيْهِكَ نَفْسي يَكْتَمِلْ وَلَهي

عَذِّبْ بِتِيْهِكَ نَفْسي يَكْتَمِلْ وَلَهي

ورُعْ بهَجْرِكَ قلبي يتَّصلْ شَجَني

ورُعْ بهَجْرِكَ قلبي يتَّصلْ شَجَني

Torment my soul with your haughtiness, and my lovesick longing will be complete;

Torment my soul with your absence, so my craze intensifies

And frighten my heart with your desertion, and my sorrow will be unbroken.

And nurture my heart with your estrangement, so my passion connects

فَما أمانيَّ إلّا أنْ تُرَوِّعني

فَما أمانيَّ إلّا أنْ تُرَوِّعني

ولا نَعِيمِيَ إِلّا أنْ تُعَذِّبَني

ولا نَعِيمِيَ إِلّا أنْ تُعَذِّبَني

For all I wish is that you frighten me,

For my wishes are only that you alarm me

And my only bliss is that you torment me.

And my bliss is only that you torture me

عَجِبْتُ للْحُبِّ يا لَلنَّاسِ كَيْفَ غَدا

عَجِبْتُ للْحُبِّ يا لَلنَّاسِ كَيْفَ غَدا

للنَّفْسِ مَغْنِيطسَ اللَّذاتِ والمِحَنِ

للنَّفْسِ مَغْنِيطسَ اللَّذاتِ والمِحَنِ

I marvel at love—O people!—how it has become

I'm amazed, O people, how love has become

For the soul, a magnet for pleasures and afflictions.

For the soul, magnetism of pleasures and tribulations