ذَرْها جَهاراً وَلا تَخشَ الهَلاكَ بها

ذَرْها جَهاراً وَلا تَخشَ الهَلاكَ بها

فَلا مَماتَ بِغَيرِ القَتلِ للصّبِّ

فَلا مَماتَ بِغَيرِ القَتلِ للصّبِّ

Let it be out in the open, and do not fear death through it.

Let it cry out loud and fear not its ruin

For the lovesick lover, there is no death except by being slain.

There is no death but by the sword for youth

وَاِعلَم بِأَنّكَ مَقتولٌ وَلا رَيب

وَاِعلَم بِأَنّكَ مَقتولٌ وَلا رَيب

إِمّا بِسَيف وَما ضاهاهُ أو حبِّ

إِمّا بِسَيف وَما ضاهاهُ أو حبِّ

And know that you are to be slain, without a doubt,

Know that you shall be slain, of this no doubt

Either by a sword and its like, or by love.

By sword, or poison cup, or love's sweet root