عِندي إِلَيكُم مِنَ الأَشواقِ وَالبُرَحا

عِندي إِلَيكُم مِنَ الأَشواقِ وَالبُرَحا

ما صَيَّرَ القَلبُ مِن فَرطِ الهَوى سَبَحا

ما صَيَّرَ القَلبُ مِن فَرطِ الهَوى سَبَحا

I bear such longing and anguish for you,

I have such longing and nightly sorrow for you

That, through excess of love, they have turned my heart to prayer beads.

That it has made my heart become like froth from love’s excess

أَحبابَنا لا تَظُنوني سَلوَتُكُمُ

أَحبابَنا لا تَظُنوني سَلوَتُكُمُ

ما حالَتِ الحالُ وَالتَبريحُ ما بَرِحا

ما حالَتِ الحالُ وَالتَبريحُ ما بَرِحا

Our beloved ones, do not think I have forgotten you.

My friends, do not think I have forgotten you

My state has not changed, and the torment has not ceased.

Though time has passed and farewells were said

لَو كانَ يَسبَحُ صَبٌّ في مَدامِعِهِ

لَو كانَ يَسبَحُ صَبٌّ في مَدامِعِهِ

لَكُنتُ أَوَلَ مَن في دَمعِهِ سَبَحا

لَكُنتُ أَوَلَ مَن في دَمعِهِ سَبَحا

If a lovesick man could swim in his tears,

If tears could swim, I would be the first

I would have been the first to swim in his own tears.

To swim in their sea of weeping

أَو كُنتُ أَعلَمُ أَنَّ البَينَ يَقتُلُني

أَو كُنتُ أَعلَمُ أَنَّ البَينَ يَقتُلُني

ما بِنتُ عَنكُم وَلَكِن فاتَ ما ذُبِحا

ما بِنتُ عَنكُم وَلَكِن فاتَ ما ذُبِحا

Or had I known that separation would kill me,

If I had known that separation would kill me

I would not have parted from you—but what is slain is gone.

I would not have parted from you, but fate had me slaughtered

يا ساقِيَ الراحِ صُدَّ الكَأسَ عَن دِنفٍ

يا ساقِيَ الراحِ صُدَّ الكَأسَ عَن دِنفٍ

مازالَ مُغتَبِقاً بِالدَمعِ مُصطَبِحا

مازالَ مُغتَبِقاً بِالدَمعِ مُصطَبِحا

O wine-pourer, keep the cup away from a languishing man,

Oh cupbearer, stop the wine from one emaciated

Who keeps drinking tears at evening and at dawn.

Who is still drowning in tears at dawn