أَنَا أَفْدِي مَنْ لَيْسَ يَعْلَمُ تِيْهَاً

أَنَا أَفْدِي مَنْ لَيْسَ يَعْلَمُ تِيْهَاً

وَدَلاَلاً فِي أَيِّ شَيْءٍ رِضَاهُ

وَدَلاَلاً فِي أَيِّ شَيْءٍ رِضَاهُ

I would ransom one who does not know, out of pride

I sacrifice myself for one who knows not wandering astray,

And coyness, what would please him.

And guidance to what could possibly please him.

غَائِبٌ لَيْسَ يَتْرُكُ الحُبُّ قَلْبِي

غَائِبٌ لَيْسَ يَتْرُكُ الحُبُّ قَلْبِي

يَتَسَلَّى عَنْهُ جُعِلْتُ فِدَاهُ

يَتَسَلَّى عَنْهُ جُعِلْتُ فِدَاهُ

He is absent; love will not let my heart

Absent, but love leaves not my heart,

Find solace without him—may I be his ransom!

I was made to be ransomed from all that would console it for him.

كُلَّمَا قَالَ لِي رِضَائِيَ فِي هَ

كُلَّمَا قَالَ لِي رِضَائِيَ فِي هَ

ذَا وَآثَرْتُهُ أَرَادَ سِوَاهُ

ذَا وَآثَرْتُهُ أَرَادَ سِوَاهُ

Whenever he tells me, 'My pleasure lies in

Whenever he told me my pleasure lay in this,

this,' and I choose it, he wants something else.

And I chose it, he wanted other than it.

فَأَنَا الدَّهْرَ وَهْوَ نَطْلُبُ شَيْئَاً

فَأَنَا الدَّهْرَ وَهْوَ نَطْلُبُ شَيْئَاً

غَابَ عَنَّا فَلَيْسَ نَعْلَمُ مَا هَو

غَابَ عَنَّا فَلَيْسَ نَعْلَمُ مَا هَو

So he and I forever seek something

So I, for an age, and he, we seek something,

That eludes us, so we do not know what it is.

That has vanished from us, and we know not what it is.