وَعَزَّيتُ نَفساً عَن هَواكِ كَريمَةً

وَعَزَّيتُ نَفساً عَن هَواكِ كَريمَةً

عَلى ما بِها مِن لَوعَةٍ وَغَليلِ

عَلى ما بِها مِن لَوعَةٍ وَغَليلِ

And I consoled a noble soul, turning it from love of you,

I tried to console my soul for your love's sake, oh noble one

despite the anguish and burning thirst within it.

For all the anguish and sorrow within her

بَكَت ما بَكَت مِن شَجوِها ثُمَّ راجَعَت

بَكَت ما بَكَت مِن شَجوِها ثُمَّ راجَعَت

لِعِرفانِ هَجرٍ مِن نَواكِ طَويلِ

لِعِرفانِ هَجرٍ مِن نَواكِ طَويلِ

It wept and wept from its sorrow, then regained composure,

She wept her lamentations, then returned

upon recognizing a long estrangement born of your distance.

To recognition of separation from you for so long