يا بَديعَ الحُسنِ وَالقَد
دِ بِهِ وَجدي بَديعُ
O you of wondrous beauty and stature,
O You of perfect beauty and grace
my passion for him is wondrous.
My heart has fallen in love with Your face
يا رَبيعَ العَينِ إِلّا
أَنَّهُ مَرعىً مَنيعُ
O springtime of the eye, except
O You the springtime of my eyes
that it is a pasture beyond reach.
Though to attain You is no easy prize
أَنا مِن حُبّيكَ حُمِّل
تُ الَّذي لا أَستَطيعُ
Through my love for you, I was made to bear
For my love of You I bear
what I cannot bear.
A burden I cannot forswear
فَإِذا بِاِسمِكَ نادَي
تُ أَجابَتني الدُموعُ
And when I called your name,
When I call upon Your name
tears answered me.
Tears answer, though You never came
Sol 6.1