رَعى اللَهُ مَن لَم يَرعَ لي حَقُّ صُحبَةٍ

رَعى اللَهُ مَن لَم يَرعَ لي حَقُّ صُحبَةٍ

وَسَلَّمَ مَن لَم يَسخُ لي بِسَلامِهِ

وَسَلَّمَ مَن لَم يَسخُ لي بِسَلامِهِ

May God care for him who did not honor friendship's due to me,

May God have mercy on those who failed to honor the rights of my companionship,

And keep him safe who did not freely offer me his greeting.

And may safety be upon those who did not bid me farewell.

وَفي ذِمَّةِ الرَحمَنِ مَن ذَمَّ صُحبَتي

وَفي ذِمَّةِ الرَحمَنِ مَن ذَمَّ صُحبَتي

وَلَم أَكُ يَوماً ناقِضاً لِذِمامِهِ

وَلَم أَكُ يَوماً ناقِضاً لِذِمامِهِ

And may he who disparaged my companionship be in the Most Merciful's protection,

Those who disparaged my companionship are under the protection of the Merciful,

Though I never once broke my covenant with him.

And I have never violated their pledge.

وَإِنّي عَلى صَبري عَلى فَرطِ هَجرِهِ

وَإِنّي عَلى صَبري عَلى فَرطِ هَجرِهِ

وَقُربِ مَغانيهِ وَبُعدِ مَرامِهِ

وَقُربِ مَغانيهِ وَبُعدِ مَرامِهِ

Yet, for all my patience with his excessive estrangement,

I endure his excessive estrangement with patience,

With his dwellings so near and himself so far beyond reach,

His denied affections and distant aspirations.

يُحاوِلُ طَرفي لَحظَةً مِن خَيالِهِ

يُحاوِلُ طَرفي لَحظَةً مِن خَيالِهِ

وَيَشتاقُ سَمعي لَفظَةً مِن كَلامِهِ

وَيَشتاقُ سَمعي لَفظَةً مِن كَلامِهِ

My gaze seeks a glimpse of his image,

My eyes seek a glimpse of him in my imagination,

And my ears long for a word of his speech.

And my ears long to hear his voice again.

وَيَومَ وَقَفنا لِلوَداعِ وَقَد بَدا

وَيَومَ وَقَفنا لِلوَداعِ وَقَد بَدا

بِوَجهٍ يُحاكي البَدرَ عِندَ تَمامِهِ

بِوَجهٍ يُحاكي البَدرَ عِندَ تَمامِهِ

And on the day we stood to bid farewell, when he appeared

On the day we said farewell, his face shone like the full moon.

With a face resembling the moon at its fullness,

I complained of my sorrow, yet he smiled in response,

شَكَوتُ الَّذي أَلقى فَظَلَّ مُقابِلاً

شَكَوتُ الَّذي أَلقى فَظَلَّ مُقابِلاً

بُكايَ وَشَكوى حالَتي بِاِبتِسامِهِ

بُكايَ وَشَكوى حالَتي بِاِبتِسامِهِ

I complained of what I suffer—while he kept meeting

With tears that mimicked his words in their scattering,

My weeping and lament for my plight with his smile—

And reproach that mimicked his lips in their composure.

بِدَمعٍ يُحاكي لَفظَهُ في اِنتِثارِهِ

بِدَمعٍ يُحاكي لَفظَهُ في اِنتِثارِهِ

وَعَتبٍ يُحاكي ثَغرَهُ في اِنتِظامِهِ

وَعَتبٍ يُحاكي ثَغرَهُ في اِنتِظامِهِ

With tears like his words in their scattering,

So my lamentations disturbed nothing but his cheeks,

And reproaches like his teeth in their ordered array.

And my whispers stirred nothing but his poise.

فَما رَقَّ مِن شَكوايَ غَيرُ خُدودِهِ

فَما رَقَّ مِن شَكوايَ غَيرُ خُدودِهِ

وَلا لانَ مِن نَجوايَ غَيرُ قَوامِهِ

وَلا لانَ مِن نَجوايَ غَيرُ قَوامِهِ

Yet nothing softened at my complaint but his cheeks,

And nothing grew pliant at my whispers but his figure.