كان يومُ البَينِ أو لم يَكُنِ

أيَّ شيءٍ بَعدكم يَسلُبُني

Was it the day of separation, or did it not exist?

What is there after you that can take away from me?

كَم أقاسِي آيِساً يُطمعُني

فيكُم أو خائِفاً يؤمِنُني

How much do I suffer, despairing, giving me hope,

Or fearful, reassuring me, in you.

لو نَهَتكُم لَوعَةٌ عن لَوعَتي

لأَقَمتُم أو شَجاكُم شَجني

If a grief kept you from my grief,

You would stay or be stirred by my stirring.

وإذا كنتُ مُقيماً خالِياً

من فؤادي فَمُقامِي ظَعني

And if I stay empty

Of my heart, then my staying tortures me.

صاحِبي من دُونِ مَن يَصحَبُني

قِف فَما أعجبَ ما أوقَفني

My companion without whom no one accompanies me,

Stop, how strange is what stopped me,

رسمُ قلبٍ هاجَه رَسمُ هَوىً

كامِنٌ بَينَ رُسومِ الدِّمَنِ

The form of a heart stirred by the form of love,

Hidden among the forms of the inkwells.

إن جَنت عينٌ فخُذ حدّاً بها

أبَداً وارحَم سَقامَ الأَعيُنِ

If an eye commits sin, then take it to account,

Forever, and have mercy on the sickness of eyes.