قَلبُ المُعَنَّى مِن خَيَالِكَ مَأ خَلاَ

قَلبُ المُعَنَّى مِن خَيَالِكَ مَأ خَلاَ

وَالنَّومُ بَعدَكَ يَا حَبيبِي ما حَلاَ

وَالنَّومُ بَعدَكَ يَا حَبيبِي ما حَلاَ

The lovesick one's heart has never been without your image.

The heart's meaning from your imagination has become filled

And sleep since you left, my beloved, has held no sweetness.

And after you, my love, sleep never came

فأنَأ الَّذِي بِهُيَامِهِ وَغَرَامِهِ

فأنَأ الَّذِي بِهُيَامِهِ وَغَرَامِهِ

أهوَاكَ يَا قَمَراً عَلى رَأسِ المَلاَ

أهوَاكَ يَا قَمَراً عَلى رَأسِ المَلاَ

For I am the one who, in his longing and passion,

So I who with passion and love for you

loves you, O moon, before all assembled.

Adore you, O moon at the head of the assembly

لَمَّا رَآنِي فِي هَوَاهُ مُتَيَّماً

لَمَّا رَآنِي فِي هَوَاهُ مُتَيَّماً

عَرفَ الحَبِيبُ مَقَامَهُ فَتَدَلَّلاَ

عَرفَ الحَبِيبُ مَقَامَهُ فَتَدَلَّلاَ

When he saw me enslaved by love for him,

When he saw me lovelorn in passion for him

The beloved knew his standing and so played coy.

The beloved knew his standing and so he indulged

فَلَكَ الدَّلاَلُ وَأنتَ بَدرٌ كَامِلٌ

فَلَكَ الدَّلاَلُ وَأنتَ بَدرٌ كَامِلٌ

وَيَحِقُّ لِلمَحبُوبِ أن يَتَدَلَّلاَ

وَيَحِقُّ لِلمَحبُوبِ أن يَتَدَلَّلاَ

So yours is coyness, for you are a perfect full moon.

So for you is this indulgence, and you are a perfect full moon

And the beloved is entitled to be coy.

And it is fitting for the beloved to indulge