أَرى بَيتَ لُبنى أَصبَحَ اليَومَ يُهجَرُ

أَرى بَيتَ لُبنى أَصبَحَ اليَومَ يُهجَرُ

وَهُجرانُ لُبنى يا لَكَ الخَيرُ مُنكَرُ

وَهُجرانُ لُبنى يا لَكَ الخَيرُ مُنكَرُ

I see Lubna's house has become deserted today;

I see the house of Lubna has been abandoned today

and forsaking Lubna—may good be yours—is abhorrent.

How strange is Lubna's abandonment, yet it brings you good

أَتَبكي عَلى لُبنى وَأَنتَ تَرَكتَها

أَتَبكي عَلى لُبنى وَأَنتَ تَرَكتَها

وَأَنتَ عَلَيها بِالمَلا أَنتَ أَقدَرُ

وَأَنتَ عَلَيها بِالمَلا أَنتَ أَقدَرُ

Do you weep for Lubna when you yourself left her,

Do you cry over Lubna when you were the one who left her?

though you yourself have greater power over her before the people?

And you had power over her with wealth, you had more

فَإِن تَكُنِ الدُنيا بِلُبنى تَقَلَّبَت

فَإِن تَكُنِ الدُنيا بِلُبنى تَقَلَّبَت

عَلَيَّ فَلِلدُنيا بُطونٌ وَأَظهُرُ

عَلَيَّ فَلِلدُنيا بُطونٌ وَأَظهُرُ

So if the world, through Lubna, has turned

If the world had turned for Lubna, then for me are bellies and backs

against me, then the world has bellies and backs.

Indeed in it there was a place for honesty,

لَقَد كانَ فيها لِلأَمانَةَ مَوضِعٌ

لَقَد كانَ فيها لِلأَمانَةَ مَوضِعٌ

وَلِلقَلبِ مُرتادٌ وَلِلعَينِ مَنظَرُ

وَلِلقَلبِ مُرتادٌ وَلِلعَينِ مَنظَرُ

There was indeed in her a place for trust,

And for the heart a refuge, and for the eye a scene

and a haven for the heart, and a sight for the eye;

And for the thirsty wanderer a draft with its saliva

وَلِلحائِمِ العَطشانِ رَيٌّ بِريقِها

وَلِلحائِمِ العَطشانِ رَيٌّ بِريقِها

وَلِلمَرَحِ المُختالِ خَمرٌ وَمُسكِرُ

وَلِلمَرَحِ المُختالِ خَمرٌ وَمُسكِرُ

and for the thirsty, circling one, thirst quenched by her saliva;

And for the swaggering drunkard, wine and intoxicants

and for the merry swaggerer, wine and intoxicating drink.

It was as if she were a swing for me between ropes

كَأَنّي لَها أُرجوحَةٌ بَينَ أَحبُلٍ

كَأَنّي لَها أُرجوحَةٌ بَينَ أَحبُلٍ

إِذا ذُكرَةٌ مِنها عَلى القَلبِ تَخطُرُ

إِذا ذُكرَةٌ مِنها عَلى القَلبِ تَخطُرُ

Because of her, I am like a swing between ropes,

Whenever a memory of her flickers across my heart

whenever a memory of her flits across my heart.