لا ينفع عذل او نصح

لا ينفع عذل او نصح

مجروحا او جعه الجرح

مجروحا او جعه الجرح

Neither reproach nor counsel can help

No use for reproach or advice

a wounded person whom the wound has pained.

To one whose wound still hurts

من بعد نزيفي لا يجدي

من بعد نزيفي لا يجدي

يا صاح حديث او شرح

يا صاح حديث او شرح

After my bleeding, there is no use,

After my bleeding, nothing helps

my friend, in talk or explanation.

O friend, neither talk nor explanation

الصبر جميل اعرفه

الصبر جميل اعرفه

من قال الصبر به قبح؟

من قال الصبر به قبح؟

Patience is beautiful; I know it.

Patience is beautiful, I know

Who said there is ugliness in patience?

Who said patience is ugly?

لكن لا لوم اذا ضجت

لكن لا لوم اذا ضجت

روحي تعالى النوح

روحي تعالى النوح

But there is no blame if it cries out—

But no blame if my soul laments

my soul—and the lament rises.

Come, let us weep

يا من لصبر تنادي

يا من لصبر تنادي

نيران الجرح لها لفح

نيران الجرح لها لفح

O you who call for patience,

O you who call for patience

the fires of the wound give off scorching heat.

The fires of hurt still burn

والبعد دروب مظلمه

والبعد دروب مظلمه

من اين لسا لكها صبح؟

من اين لسا لكها صبح؟

And separation is dark roads;

And distance is a dark road

where can their traveler find dawn?

Where can the dawn come from?

ذهب الاحباب فلا صوت

ذهب الاحباب فلا صوت

يطربني منهم او صدح

يطربني منهم او صدح

The loved ones have gone, so no voice

The loved ones left, no sound

or song from them delights me.

Delights me from them, no call

ساروا وفؤادي يتبعهم

ساروا وفؤادي يتبعهم

لا جبل عاق ولا سفح

لا جبل عاق ولا سفح

They departed, and my heart follows them;

They walked away, my heart follows them

neither mountain nor slope held it back.

No mountain high or valley deep

الشوق تحول مركبة

الشوق تحول مركبة

للقلب فطار به جنح

للقلب فطار به جنح

Longing became a vehicle

Yearning became a ship

for the heart; a wing bore it aloft.

For my heart, so it flew on wings

لكن الواقع اذهله

لكن الواقع اذهله

كالفارس جند له الرمح

كالفارس جند له الرمح

But reality stunned it,

But reality stunned it

like a horseman whom the spear felled.

Like a knight whose spear betrayed him

لا هو بالحي ولا ميت

لا هو بالحي ولا ميت

يفتح عينيه ولا يصحو

يفتح عينيه ولا يصحو

It is neither alive nor dead;

Not alive, not dead

it opens its eyes but does not wake.

Opens his eyes but does not wake

ياخل الحب لنا قدر

ياخل الحب لنا قدر

لا يرجى منه لنا ربح

لا يرجى منه لنا ربح

Beloved, love is our destiny,

O people of love, what fate

from which no gain is hoped for us.

No profit for us remains

لكن مشيئة خالقن

لكن مشيئة خالقن

كتبته علي فمن يمحو؟

كتبته علي فمن يمحو؟

Yet a Creator's will

But the will of our Creator

has written it upon me—who can erase it?

Wrote it for me, so who can erase?

صبري ما غير واقعه

صبري ما غير واقعه

وبيعني بان له لمح

وبيعني بان له لمح

My patience has not changed its reality,

My patience does not change reality

and a glimpse of it appeared in my eyes.

And it sold me when it winked

الحب عرفت مجاهله

الحب عرفت مجاهله

وغزوت وتم لي الفتح

وغزوت وتم لي الفتح

Love—I came to know its uncharted lands,

Love I knew its ignorance

and I waged war, and victory was mine.

And fought until triumph for me

لم تثن العزم مصاعبه

لم تثن العزم مصاعبه

وبه قد شيد لي صرح

وبه قد شيد لي صرح

Its hardships did not weaken my resolve,

Its difficulties did not weaken resolve

and through it a lofty edifice was built for me.

With it I built a palace

بعدك ياخلي يذبحني

بعدك ياخلي يذبحني

فعلام يسليك الذبح؟

فعلام يسليك الذبح؟

Your absence, my beloved, slaughters me;

After you my friend, it kills me

why, then, does the slaughter amuse you?

So why, my friend, the slaughter?

بيديك خلاصي ونجاتي

بيديك خلاصي ونجاتي

فلماذا ياخل تشح؟

فلماذا ياخل تشح؟

In your hands are my deliverance and salvation;

In your hands, my salvation

so why, beloved, do you hold back?

So why, my friend, do you hold back?

اسمعني رجع اناشيدي

اسمعني رجع اناشيدي

يدعوك لتغريد دوح

يدعوك لتغريد دوح

Let me hear the echo of my songs;

Hear me, my songs call you

it calls you to the warbling of the trees.

To sing of longing and fervor

والحب الصادق محتاج

والحب الصادق محتاج

للبوح فهل عز البوح

للبوح فهل عز البوح

And true love has need

True love needs

of confession—has confession become so hard?

To pour itself out, is that hard?

سأظل اغني مشتاق

سأظل اغني مشتاق

أذعو للقائك وألح

أذعو للقائك وألح

I shall keep singing, yearning,

I will keep singing, longing

calling for a meeting with you and persisting.

Proclaiming, seeking our meeting

فلننس مرارة ماضين

فلننس مرارة ماضين

العاشق شيمته الصفح

العاشق شيمته الصفح

So let us forget the bitterness of the past;

Let us forget the bitter past

the lover's nature is forgiveness.

It is the lover's way to forgive