أَبى القَلبُ إِلّا أن يَكونَ جَميعُهُ

لَدَيكَ وَإِن قَسَّمتَهُ قَد تَقَسَّما

My heart refused to be divided

And insisted on belonging to you utterly

فَلا وَطَرٌ غَيرُ الصِبا كَيفَ بِالصِبا

وَلا وَطَنٌ غَيرُ الحِمى سُقِيَ الحِمى

So how could the morning breeze compare to you

And what homeland but passion could ever quench my thirst

نَسيمٌ مَعَ الآصالِ كَالعَتبِ في الهَوى

وَزَهرٌ مَعَ الأَسحارِ كَالثَغرِ في الظَما

The fragrant breeze along with dawn

Was like a mouth of thirst in the dark of night

لَعَلَّ وَلا مَعنى لِما في لَعَلَّما

نَعَم إِنَّني عَطشانُ مِنكَ لَعَلَّ ما

Perhaps without meaning is this "perhaps"

Yes, I thirst for you desperately so "perhaps"

عَلَوتَ سَماءً لِلمِلاحِ فَلا تَلُم

إِذا اِستَنزَلَ العَطشانُ ماءً مِنَ السَما

You are a rain-filled sky to the afflicted

So do not blame the thirsty one drinking from the heavens