أَيا طربي من غُنْيَتي إِذ تَغَنَّتِ

أَيا طربي من غُنْيَتي إِذ تَغَنَّتِ

وَيا حَزَني من جَنَّتي إِذ تَجنَّتِ

وَيا حَزَني من جَنَّتي إِذ تَجنَّتِ

O my rapture at my all when she sang!

O my joy from my exultation when you exult

And O my sorrow at my paradise when she wronged me!

And O my sorrow from my paradise when you are sorrowful

تَمنَّى فؤادي وَصْلَ مَنْ هُو قَاتِلي

تَمنَّى فؤادي وَصْلَ مَنْ هُو قَاتِلي

فما هوَ إِلاَّ مُنْيَتي أَوْ مَنِيَّتي

فما هوَ إِلاَّ مُنْيَتي أَوْ مَنِيَّتي

My heart longed for union with the one who is my killer;

My heart desired the union of one who slays me

For he is nothing but my desire—or my death.

Yet it is naught but my demise or my desire

وقَلْنا حَكى رِيمَ الفَلاَ في نِفَارِه

وقَلْنا حَكى رِيمَ الفَلاَ في نِفَارِه

فما بالُه لم يحكِهِ في التَّلفُّتِ

فما بالُه لم يحكِهِ في التَّلفُّتِ

And we said he resembled the desert gazelle in his flight;

And we related the tale of the ribs in their separation

Then why did he not resemble it in looking back?

Why then did he not relate it in the turning away?

يُدَافِعُني عَنْ وصْله بتجهُّمٍ

يُدَافِعُني عَنْ وصْله بتجهُّمٍ

فيالَيْتَهُ لَوْ كَانَ يَدْفَعُ بالتي

فيالَيْتَهُ لَوْ كَانَ يَدْفَعُ بالتي

He keeps me from union with him with a scowl;

He defends against my union with frowning

So, if only he would repel me with that which...

Would that he defend with coming to me!