يا نازِحاً قَد نَأى عَنِ الوَطَنِ
أَوحَشتَ طَرفي مِن وَجهِكَ الحَسَنِ
O you who have journeyed far, now distant from your homeland,
O you who have journeyed far, gone distant from the homeland,
You have left my eyes desolate, deprived of your lovely face.
you have left my eye desolate, bereft of your fair face.
أَذُمُّ فيكَ الهَوى وَأَحمَدُهُ
فيكَ مَزَجتُ السُرورَ بِالحَزَنِ
In you I condemn love—and praise it;
In you I blame love, and in you I praise it;
In you I have mingled joy with sorrow.
in you I have mingled joy with grief.
Sol 5.6