يا دارَ سلمى بالسَّلَم

يا دارَ سلمى بالسَّلَم

والسَّفحِ من ذاكَ العلَم

والسَّفحِ من ذاكَ العلَم

O Salma's dwelling by the acacias,

O home of Salma, I bid you peace

and at the foot of that mountain,

And the slopes of that towering height

دَرَّت إذا بَخِلَ السَّحا

دَرَّت إذا بَخِلَ السَّحا

بُ عليكِ من دمعي دِيَم

بُ عليكِ من دمعي دِيَم

may there pour, when the clouds are miserly,

When the rain is scarce do you weep

upon you steady rains from my tears.

For me with prolonged tears

قسماً بعيشٍ مرَّ في

قسماً بعيشٍ مرَّ في

كِ وإنَّه أوفى قسَم

كِ وإنَّه أوفى قسَم

I swear by a life that passed within

I swear by the bitter life in

you—and it is the truest oath—

You that it is the truest oath

وبجرِّ أذيالِ الصَّبا

وبجرِّ أذيالِ الصَّبا

في ظُلمةِ اللَّيلِ الأَحم

في ظُلمةِ اللَّيلِ الأَحم

and by the trailing of the east wind's skirts

And by the trailing of youth’s robes

in the darkness of the coal-black night;

In the gloom of the darkest night

وبما تَركتِ وما أَخذ

وبما تَركتِ وما أَخذ

ت منَ الكَرى ومِنَ السَّقَم

ت منَ الكَرى ومِنَ السَّقَم

and by what you left and what you took

And by what you left and took

of sleep and of sickness:

Of woe and of sickness

أَيمانَ ذي قلبٍ شَجٍ

أَيمانَ ذي قلبٍ شَجٍ

عانٍ وطَرفٍ لم ينَم

عانٍ وطَرفٍ لم ينَم

the oaths of one with a grieving heart,

The oath of one with a throbbing heart

held captive, and an eye that has not slept.

Sleepless eyes and trembling lip

ما كنتُ في ميلي إلى السُّ

ما كنتُ في ميلي إلى السُّ

لوان إلاَّ مُتَّهَم

لوان إلاَّ مُتَّهَم

I was, in my inclination toward

I was never inclined to

forgetting love, merely under suspicion.

Frivolity except accused

كلاَّ ولا كان الذي

كلاَّ ولا كان الذي

ذكرَ الحسودُ كما زَعَم

ذكرَ الحسودُ كما زَعَم

No indeed! Nor was what

No, it was not what

the envier mentioned as he claimed.

The envious claimed, as alleged

يا صاحبي قف ناشداً

يا صاحبي قف ناشداً

لي بينَ هاتيكَ الخَيِم

لي بينَ هاتيكَ الخَيِم

O my companion, halt and seek

My friend, stop and ask

for me among those tents

Between these tents

قلباً اصارتهُ الدُّمى

قلباً اصارتهُ الدُّمى

من كثرةِ الأفكارِ دم

من كثرةِ الأفكارِ دم

a heart the idol-like beauties turned,

A heart that constant sorrows

through so much thought, to blood.

Have overflowed with blood

إن قيلَ ذاكَ الُمستها

إن قيلَ ذاكَ الُمستها

مُ قضى غراماً قل نعَم

مُ قضى غراماً قل نعَم

If it is said, 'That love-stricken man

If they say that desperate lover

died of passion,' say, 'Yes.'

Say: yes, it is true

خلَّفتُه ووجودُه

خلَّفتُه ووجودُه

بِسقامهِ مثلُ العدَم

بِسقامهِ مثلُ العدَم

I left him behind, and his existence

I left him and his being

in his sickness was like nonexistence.

In his sickness was like naught