أخلقت جدةُ الفراقِ جديدي

أخلقت جدةُ الفراقِ جديدي

ربِّ ما لِلهوى وما للصدودِ

ربِّ ما لِلهوى وما للصدودِ

Separation’s freshness has worn my new garment threadbare.

The newness of separation has worn out my freshness.

Lord, what is it with passion—and what with cold refusal?

My Lord, what is it with love, and what with rejection?

يا كئيباً بكى لفقدِ خليٍّ

يا كئيباً بكى لفقدِ خليٍّ

وقريبَ الهوى بكى لبعيدِ

وقريبَ الهوى بكى لبعيدِ

O sorrowing one who wept at the loss of a dear friend,

O sorrowful one, who wept for the loss of one carefree,

and O one close in affection who wept for one far away—

And you, near in love, who wept for one far away.

وانتساباً إن رام ذاك فهذا

وانتساباً إن رام ذاك فهذا

من همومٍ حلَّت بقلبٍ عميدِ

من همومٍ حلَّت بقلبٍ عميدِ

if that one seeks a bond, then this

And as for kinship—if he seeks it—this comes

is one of my sorrows, settled in a heart laid low by love.

From sorrows that settled in a lovesick heart.

ليس عندي وإن تحملتُ ما بي

ليس عندي وإن تحملتُ ما بي

بهوى من بذكرِهِ من مَزيدِ

بهوى من بذكرِهِ من مَزيدِ

Though I have borne what afflicts me, there is no

There is not in me, though I endure what ails me,

further increase, through remembering him, in the pain of loving him.

Any increase in love for him through remembering him.