تأجج الوجد في الأحشا واضطربا

تأجج الوجد في الأحشا واضطربا

وانضب الهم والأحزان ما كلما

وانضب الهم والأحزان ما كلما

Longing blazed in the innermost depths and throbbed.

Longing blazed in my inner self and was disturbed

And worry and sorrows drained what they had wounded.

And sorrow and worries have poured whenever

بالله هل للضنى ملتئم

بالله هل للضنى ملتئم

فالدمع للبين منكم قد رمى وهما

فالدمع للبين منكم قد رمى وهما

By God, is there healing for wasting sickness?

I swear by God, can longing be healed?

So tears at parting from you have shot forth and streamed [reading uncertain].

For tears have been shed for separation between us

او للثنائي عن الأحباب منصرم

او للثنائي عن الأحباب منصرم

والحزن للقلب بالأوصاب قد دهما

والحزن للقلب بالأوصاب قد دهما

Or is there an end to estrangement from loved ones [reading uncertain]?

Or for the couple to be disconnected from loved ones

And sorrow has assailed the heart with afflictions.

And grief has overwhelmed the heart with passions

إن الرجا روح الأرواح فابتهجت

إن الرجا روح الأرواح فابتهجت

فانزاح عنها من الأحزان ما هجما

فانزاح عنها من الأحزان ما هجما

Indeed, hope is the life-breath of souls, and so they rejoiced.

Indeed, hope is the spirit of spirits, so it rejoiced

So the sorrows that had assailed them fell away from them.

And whatever sorrows attacked it were dispelled

ثم ارعوت هذه الأحزان فاستعرت

ثم ارعوت هذه الأحزان فاستعرت

وأضرمت بعد في الحشا مضطرما

وأضرمت بعد في الحشا مضطرما

Then these sorrows turned back and blazed up.

Then I perceived these sorrows so they flared up

And afterward kindled a blaze in the innermost depths.

And ignited again in the inner self, burning

وذاك في النثر المنظوم إذ وعدا

وذاك في النثر المنظوم إذ وعدا

بالارتحال وبالرجعى كما زعما

بالارتحال وبالرجعى كما زعما

And that was in the prose set in verse, when he promised

That one in prose and verse had promised

departure and return, as he claimed.

To travel and to return, as he claimed

وبلبل البال بعد الابتهاج نوى

وبلبل البال بعد الابتهاج نوى

من بهو يالٍ إلى مصي فكم كلما

من بهو يالٍ إلى مصي فكم كلما

And departure unsettled the mind after rejoicing,

And the nightingale of mind after rejoicing intended

from Bahu Yal to Musi—how often it wounded!

From a desolate valley to home, so it spoke

وكم أراق من الأجفان من ديم

وكم أراق من الأجفان من ديم

لولا الرجا اخضلت بعد الدموع دما

لولا الرجا اخضلت بعد الدموع دما

And how many steady showers it poured from the eyelids!

And how much did it shed from the eyelids constantly

But for hope, they would have grown wet with blood after tears.

If not for hope, tears would have run dry after weeping

فالآن في وهج الأحزان ملتهباً

فالآن في وهج الأحزان ملتهباً

من كان في بهج الراح منتظما

من كان في بهج الراح منتظما

So now, burning in the blaze of sorrows,

So now, inflamed in the heat of sorrows

is he who once took his place amid the delights of wine.

Was one who was well-composed in the comfort of rest

والآن في وصف الأتراح منجدلاً

والآن في وصف الأتراح منجدلاً

من كان من طرب الأفراح مبتسما

من كان من طرب الأفراح مبتسما

And now, laid low in the telling of grief,

And now disheveled in describing ruins

is he who once smiled with the rapture of joy.

Was one who was smiling in the rapture of joys

والوجد في مهج الأحباب مقتد

والوجد في مهج الأحباب مقتد

لو كان ذاك بقلب الأخ لا انكلما

لو كان ذاك بقلب الأخ لا انكلما

And longing is ablaze in the hearts of loved ones [reading uncertain].

And longing is ignited in the core of loved ones

Had that been in the brother's heart, it would have been wounded [reading uncertain].

If that was in the heart of a brother, it would not speak

لكنه لم يكن في قلبه وهج

لكنه لم يكن في قلبه وهج

من شطة البين فالمحبوب قد وهما

من شطة البين فالمحبوب قد وهما

But there was no flame in his heart

But he did not have in his heart the fervor

from the remoteness of parting; so the beloved was mistaken.

Of intense separation, so the beloved imagined

فالوجد يولع من في قلبه وله

فالوجد يولع من في قلبه وله

والشوق يزعج قلباً بالغرام نما

والشوق يزعج قلباً بالغرام نما

For longing inflames whoever has love's bewilderment in his heart,

Thus longing inflames one who has passion in the heart

and yearning unsettles a heart that grew in passionate love.

And yearning perturbs a heart that love has grown