مَلَأتِ قَلبي نُدوبا

فَصِرتُ صَبّاً كَئيبا

You have filled my heart with wounds

You have filled my heart with scars,

So I've become a gloomy youth

So I became a yearning, melancholic lover.

عَلَّمتِ دَمعِيَ سَكباً

وَمُقلَتَيَّ نَحيبا

You taught my tears to pour

You taught my tears to pour forth,

And my eyelids to weep

And schooled my eyes in wailing.

ما مَسَّكِ الطيبُ إِلّا

أَهدَيتِ لِلطيبِ طيبا

Nothing touched you but goodness

Perfume has never touched you, save that

Yet to goodness you gave only good

You gifted the perfume a scent more sweet.

عَدَدتِ أَحسَنَ ما فيـ

نيَ يا ظَلومُ ذُنوبا

You counted the best in me

You counted the very best virtues within me,

O unjust one, as faults

O tyrant, as though they were sins.

أَقَمتِ دَمعي عَلى ما

يَطوي الضَميرُ رَقيبا

You made my tears last over what

You set my tears as a watchman over

My conscience hides, a watcher

The secrets my conscience conceals.

وَتَضحَكينَ فَأَبكي

طَلاقَةً وَقُطوبا

You laugh, so I cry

You laugh while I am weeping—

Eloquently and sullenly

You in radiance, and I in gloom.

أَلقَيتِ ما بَينَ طَرفي

وَبَينَ قَلبي حُروبا

You cast between my eyes

You have cast between my glance

And my heart wars

And my heart, a state of war.

بَينَ الجَوانِحِ نارٌ

تَدعو الغَزالَ الرَبيبا

Between my sides a fire

Between my ribs burns a fire,

That calls the tender gazelle

Calling out to the pampered gazelle.

فَلا يَرُدُّ جَوابي

وَلا يَحُلُّ قَريبا

So my answer doesn't come back

But she returns no answer to me,

Nor does a kinsman solve

Nor does she settle anywhere near.

جِنانُ يا نورَ عَيني

نَهَكتِ جِسمي خُطوبا

O light of my eye, Jinnan

Jinan, O light of my eyes,

You have worn out my body with sorrows

You have worn down my body with trials.

إِن غِبتِ عَنّي فَقَلبي

يَوَدُّ أَلّا يَغيبا

If you are absent from me

If you are absent from me, my heart

My heart wishes it would not be absent

Yearns never to be absent.