إِذا ما غابَ شَخصُكَ عَن عِياني
رَثى لي حاسِدي مِمّا أُعاني
When your form disappears from my sight,
When your presence is absent from my eyes
my envier pities me for what I endure.
My envious rivals gloat at my misery
فَدَيتُكَ يا مُنى قَلبي وَيا مَن
جَفا الأَجفانَ نَومي مُذ جَفاني
May I be your ransom, O my heart’s desire, and O you—
My heart's delight, my soul's ecstasy
my sleep has shunned my eyelids since you shunned me.
Since you abandoned me, sleep shuns my eyes
فَإِن يَكُ في الهَوى دَمعي طَليقاً
فَقَلبي موثَقٌ بِهَواكَ عاني
For if my tears are free in love,
If tears of passion flow free from my eyes
then my heart is bound by love for you, a captive.
My heart remains still fettered by love for you
Sol 6.1