أَعِندَكَ أَنّ قَلبي مُستَهامُ
وَجَفنِي لَيسَ يَطرُقُهُ المَنامُ
Do you know that my heart is infatuated
And my eyelids cannot be shut by sleep
حَياتِي فِيكَ أَو مَوتي تَساوى
كَذاكَ العَذلُ عِندِي وَالمَلامُ
My life or death with you is the same
So is my blame or reproach
مَكانُكُ في الحَشا رَحبٌ مَكِينٌ
حَلَلتَ فَطابَ فيهِ لَكَ المَقامُ
Your place in my heart is vast and settled
You made it good and stayed there
دَليلي في الهَوى خَفَقانُ قَلبي
وَأَجفانُ مَدامِعُها سِجامُ
The guide of my love is the beating of my heart
And its weeping eyelids are my overseer
بَخَدِّكَ سَوسنٌ غَضّ وَوَردٌ
وَوَجهُكَ دُونَهُ البَدرُ التَمامُ
Your cheek is a tender rose and flowers
And your face outshines the full moon
نَعِيمي في رِضاكَ وَأَنتَ سُولي
فَصِل مُضنىً أَضَرَّ بِهِ السَقامُ
My bliss is in your consent, you are my comfort
So cure this agonizing illness
عَذابي فيكَ يا مَولايَ عَذبٌ
وَفيكَ حَلا التَهَتُّكُ وَالهُيامُ
My torment in you, my Master, is sweet
And through you came my madness and infatuation
بِثَغرِكَ مِن نَفِيسِ الدرِّ عِقدٌ
وَمَرجانٌ يَجُولُ بِها المُدامُ
With your lips are necklaces of precious pearls
And corals wandering with wine
دَعاني لِلهَوى قَدٌّ قَويمٌ
وَأَجفانٌ بِها سُحِرَ الأَنامُ
You were called to love by a tall, straight stature
And eyelids with which people were enchanted
إِذا أَنا بِالطُلولِ أبُثّ ما بِي
وَاندُبُها يُطارِحُني الحَمامُ
When I am alone I pour out my sorrows
And my lamentations humble me
لِمَن أَشكُو بِما أَلقى وَعَيني
عَليّ جَنت فَلَذَّ لِيَ الغَرامُ
To whom can I complain of what I suffer
And my eyes have brought me tender love
سَقى صَوبُ الحَيا حَيّاً وَرَبعاً
أَحِبَّتُنا بِمَغناهُ أَقامُوا
The musical tone of the flute player
Revived his beloved friends
لِأَنّي قَد قَطَعتُ بِهِ زَماناً
وَشَملي بِالحَبيبِ لَهُ اِنتِظامُ
For I have spent a long time with it
And my cloak is attached to my beloved
مَتى شِئتَ اسمَ مَن يَهواهُ قَلبِي
فَذاكَ اسمٌ بِهِ يُبدا الكَلامُ
Whenever you wish the name of the one my heart loves
That is the name with which speech begins
