أرقني يا حمامُ ذا الكمدِ

فهل وجدْتَ الهوى كما أجدُ

The dove's cooing deprived me of sleep

Did you find passion like I do?

بتُّ على الغصنِ نائحاً غرِداً

وبتُّ أبكي الذينَ قدْ بعدوا

I spend the night lamenting on the branch, chirping,

I spend the night weeping for those who are far away

وأعيني ما تزالُ واكفةً

وأضلعي ما تزالُ تتقدُ

My eyes still shed tears

And my ribs are still aflame

إنا كلانا لعاشقٌ دنفٌ

طارَ بنومي ونومكَ السهدُ

We are both passionate lovers

Insomnia took away both my sleep and yours

فنحِّ رويداً فما سوى كبدي

تذوبُ يا باعثَ الجوى كبدُ

So coo slowly, for nothing but my liver

Melts away, O rouser of passions, my liver

لي مهجةٌ تعشقُ الجمالَ وهلْ

يلامُ في حبِّ روحهِ الجسدُ

I have an affection that loves beauty, and is it

Blamed for the body's love of the soul?

عذبها بالصدودِ ذو هيفٍ

أغيدٌ قد زانَ جيدَهُ الجيدُ

Charm it with repeated turning away, O softly speaking one

A melodious voice whose neck beauty has adorned

تعزُّ في حسنهِ الظباءُ وقد

ذللَ في ملكِ حسنِهِ الأسدُ

The gazelles glory in his beauty, and

The lion has been subdued by the power of his beauty

قفا على دارهِ فاسألاهُ

أقلُ من وعدِهِ الذي يعدُ

Stand at his abode and ask him

Does he fulfill the promise he makes?

وغنيا إن رأيتما طللاً

أقفرَ بعدَ الأحبةِ البلدُ

And sing, if you see the places of the loved ones

Desolated after the loved ones left the country