فَواكَبِدا مِن حُبِّ مَن لا يَحُبُّني

فَواكَبِدا مِن حُبِّ مَن لا يَحُبُّني

وَمِن زَفَراتٍ ما لَهُنَّ فَناءُ

وَمِن زَفَراتٍ ما لَهُنَّ فَناءُ

Ah, my aching liver, from loving one who does not love me,

So I endure the love of one who does not love me,

And from sighs that have no end.

And sighs that know no end.

أَرَيتِكِ إِن لَم أُعطِكَ الحُبَّ عَن يَدِ

أَرَيتِكِ إِن لَم أُعطِكَ الحُبَّ عَن يَدِ

وَلَم يَكُ عِندي إِذ أَبَيتِ إِباءُ

وَلَم يَكُ عِندي إِذ أَبَيتِ إِباءُ

Tell me: if I did not give you love willingly,

Did you see, if I did not give you love willingly,

And when you refused, there was no refusal in me,

And refused when you did, obstinately,

أَتارِكَتي لِلمَوتُ إِنّي لَمَيِّتٌ

أَتارِكَتي لِلمَوتُ إِنّي لَمَيِّتٌ

وَما لِلنُفوسِ الهالِكاتِ بَقاءُ

وَما لِلنُفوسِ الهالِكاتِ بَقاءُ

Will you abandon me to death? I am surely dying.

That I'd leave you to die? I am dead indeed!

And there is no survival for perishing souls.

What life remains for fading souls?

إِذ هِيَ أَمسَت مَنبِتُ الرَبعِ دونَها

إِذ هِيَ أَمسَت مَنبِتُ الرَبعِ دونَها

وَدونَكِ أَرطىً مُسهِلٌ وَأَلاءُ

وَدونَكِ أَرطىً مُسهِلٌ وَأَلاءُ

When evening found her, the encampment's growing-ground lay between me and her,

Now the land is Their pasture, while for you

And between me and you lay arta shrubs on level ground and alaa shrubs.

Is a pouring rain, and ruined shelter.

فَلا وَصلَ إِلّا أَن يُقارِبَ بَينَنا

فَلا وَصلَ إِلّا أَن يُقارِبَ بَينَنا

قَلائِصُ في أَذنابِهِنَّ صَفاءُ

قَلائِصُ في أَذنابِهِنَّ صَفاءُ

So there is no reunion unless we are brought closer

No union unless the pleasing veils

By young she-camels, with serenity trailing at their tails.

Of Their tails bring us close.

يَجُبنَ بِنا عُرضَ الفَلاةِ وَما لَنا

يَجُبنَ بِنا عُرضَ الفَلاةِ وَما لَنا

عَليهِنَّ إِلّا وَحدَهُنَّ شِفاءُ

عَليهِنَّ إِلّا وَحدَهُنَّ شِفاءُ

They cleave the wilderness's breadth, carrying us; we have

With Them we cross the barren wastes, and We

Upon their backs no cure but them alone.

Have no relief but Them alone.

إِذا القَومُ قالوا وِردُهُنَّ ضُحى غَدٍ

إِذا القَومُ قالوا وِردُهُنَّ ضُحى غَدٍ

تَواهَقنَ حَتّى وِردُهُنَّ عِشاءُ

تَواهَقنَ حَتّى وِردُهُنَّ عِشاءُ

When the men say, 'They will reach water tomorrow at midmorning,'

When people say They will come at dawn tomorrow,

They race one another till their watering comes at nightfall.

They yearn until Their coming at night.

إِذا اِستُخبِرَت رُكبانُها لَم يُخَبَّروا

إِذا اِستُخبِرَت رُكبانُها لَم يُخَبَّروا

عَلَيهُنَّ إِلّا أَن يَكونَ نِداءُ

عَلَيهُنَّ إِلّا أَن يَكونَ نِداءُ

When their riders are asked for news, no answer is given

If Their riders were asked, they would not know,

Upon their backs, unless it is shouted aloud.

Save that a call would come.