بِكُلِّ سَبيلٍ لِلنِساءِ قَتيلُ

وَلَيسَ إِلى قَتلِ النِساءِ سَبيلُ

By every means, women have a killer

And there's no way to kill women

وَفي كُلِّ دارٍ لِلمُهِبّينَ حاجَةٌ

وَما هِيَ إِلّا عَبرَةٌ وَعَويلُ

And in every house there is a need for those who love passionately

It is nothing but grief and anguished cries

وَإِنَّ بُكائِيَ بِالطُلولِ لَراحَةٌ

فَهَل مُسعِداتي بِالبُكاءِ طُلولُ

My crying in longing is a relief

Will those who make me happy with crying be long?

كَأَن لَم يَكُن فيها لِعَينَيكِ مَنظَرٌ

إِذِ الدارُ دارٌ وَالحُلولُ حُلولُ

It's as if there was no sight of your eyes in it

When the house is just a house and those who stay do stay

وَإِذ حَسَناتُ الدَهرِ يَجمَعنَ بَينَنا

عَلى الوَصلِ وَالحُرُّ الكَريمُ وَصولُ

And when the beautiful ones of time brought us together

For connection, and the generous, noble arrival

فَأَحدَثَتِ الأَيّامُ بَيني وَبَينَها

ذُحولاً وَما تَفنى لَهُنَّ ذُحولُ

The days have created between me and her

Animosities, and animosities do not fade for them

وَلَولا الهَوى ما ذَلَّ في الأَرضِ عاشِقٌ

وَلَكِن عَزيزُ العاشِقينَ ذَليلُ

And if it wasn't for passion no lover would have been humiliated on earth

But the precious lover is humiliated