يَطولُ اشتكائي ولا يفهمُ

يَطولُ اشتكائي ولا يفهمُ

ويعلمُ منيَ ما أعلَمُ

ويعلمُ منيَ ما أعلَمُ

My lament grows long, yet he does not understand.

My complaining grows long though none understands,

And he knows of me what I know.

And He knows what I know from me,

وَلِلشوقِ في كبدِي زفرةٌ

وَلِلشوقِ في كبدِي زفرةٌ

تضمَّنها بدنٌ مسقَمُ

تضمَّنها بدنٌ مسقَمُ

And longing has a sigh within my liver,

And longing in my liver has a sigh,

Which a sickened body has harbored.

Containing a body made frail,

وأكتمُ ما نالَني جاهداً

وأكتمُ ما نالَني جاهداً

وعيني تبوحُ بِما أكتمُ

وعيني تبوحُ بِما أكتمُ

And I strive to conceal what has befallen me,

And I conceal what has befallen me with effort,

And my eye reveals what I conceal.

While my eyes reveal what I conceal,

سلمتَ من الوجدِ يا عِلَّتي

سلمتَ من الوجدِ يا عِلَّتي

على أنني منكَ لا أسلمُ

على أنني منكَ لا أسلمُ

You have been spared love's anguish, O my affliction,

You are safe from passion, O my sickness,

Though I am not safe from you.

Though from you I am not safe.