ليس يدري الخلي ما في فؤادي

ليس يدري الخلي ما في فؤادي

إذ فقدت الهوى وطعم الرقادِ

إذ فقدت الهوى وطعم الرقادِ

The carefree one does not know what is in my heart,

The cupbearer knows not what is in my heart

Since I lost love and the taste of sleep.

Since I lost love and the taste of sleep

ما ترى حال مدنفٍ ذي اكتئابٍ

ما ترى حال مدنفٍ ذي اكتئابٍ

طرفه بين عبرةٍ وسهادِ

طرفه بين عبرةٍ وسهادِ

What do you think of the plight of a lovesick man burdened with sorrow,

You see not the state of a grieving lover

His gaze caught between a tear and sleeplessness?

Whose eyes are between tears and slumber

قاده الوجد طائعاً حيث لبا

قاده الوجد طائعاً حيث لبا

هُ محباًَ كانا على ميعاد

هُ محباًَ كانا على ميعاد

Yearning led him willingly to where he answered

Passion led him willingly where it called

Him lovingly; the two had arranged to meet.

They were lovers who had made a tryst

فرمته بالشوق في وضح القل

فرمته بالشوق في وضح القل

بِ فما أخطأت مكان السواد

بِ فما أخطأت مكان السواد

So she shot him with longing in the brightness of his

So I pierced him with yearning in broad daylight

Heart, and did not miss its dark core.

And my aim found the pupil of his eye