يَا ساكِنينَ بِقَلْبِي
مَتَى أَفُوزُ بِقُرْبِ
O you who dwell within my heart,
O you who dwell in my heart,
when shall I attain nearness?
When shall I attain nearness?
سَلَبَتُمُونِي وَلَكِنْ
أَنَا السَّعِيدُ بِسَلْبِي
You have robbed me of myself, yet
You have robbed me, and yet
I rejoice in being robbed.
I am happy in being robbed.
يَا عُرْبَ وَاديَ المُصَلاَّ
لأَنْتُمُ خَيْرُ عُرْبِ
O Arabs of Wadi al-Musalla,
O Arabs of Wadi al-Musalla,
you truly are the noblest Arabs.
You are surely the finest of Arabs.
نَزِيلُكُم مُسْتَهَامُ
مُوَلَّهُ القَلْبِ مَسْبي
Your guest is madly enamored,
Your guest is love-stricken,
his bewildered heart held captive.
Distraught with love at heart, held captive.
وَلَسْتُ أَسْلُو هَوَاكُمْ
حَاشَا غَرَامِي وَحُبِّي
Never could I forget your love—
Nor do I cease loving you—
my passion and my love forbid it.
Far be it from my passion and my love!
إذا رَضِيتُمْ تَلاَفِي
فَذَاكَ مَطْلُوبُ قَلْبِي
If you consent to restore me,
If you consent to rescue me,
that is my heart’s desire.
Then that is my heart's desire.
رُوحِي لَكُمْ إِنْ قَبِلْتُمْ
وَالرُّوحُ جَهْدُ المُحِبِّ
My spirit is yours, if you accept it—
My soul is yours, if you accept it,
a lover can offer nothing more than his soul.
And the soul is the lover's utmost offering.
أَنْتُمْ ذَخِيرَةُ قَلْبِي
يَوْمَ المَعَادِ وَحَسْبِي
You are the treasure of my heart
You are my heart's treasure
on Resurrection Day, and you suffice me.
On the Day of Return, and all I need.
عَشِقْتُكُمْ وَبِحَقِّي
إِنْ تِهْتُ مِنْ فَرْطِ عُجْبي
I have loved you—and rightly so,
I have loved you, and I am justified
if I exult from the fullness of my pride.
If I swagger in my excessive pride,
وَمِلْتُ سُكْراً وَلِمْ لاَ
وَمِنْكُمُ كَانَ شُرْبي
I sway with drunkenness—and why not,
And sway drunkenly—and why not,
when from you came my wine?
Since my drink came from you?
وَقَدْ سَقَانِي حَبِيبي
وَخَصَّنِي دُونَ صَحْبِي
My beloved has given me drink
And my beloved has indeed given me drink,
and singled me out above my companions.
And singled me out, not my companions.
وَلَسْتُ بَعْدَ عَيَانِي
جَهْراً سَنَا وَجْهِ رَبِّي
Now that I have openly beheld
And I do not, after beholding
the radiance of my Lord’s face, I no longer
In plain sight the radiance of my Lord's face,
أَصْبُو لِرَنْدٍ وَبَانٍ
وَذِكْرِ غَارٍ وَكُثْبِ
yearn for fragrant rand or willow trees,
Yearn for laurel and ben trees,
nor for tales of a cave or dunes.
Or the remembrance of a cave and dunes.
Sol 6.1