صُحبَتُكَ إِذ عَيني عَلَيها غَشاوَةٌ

صُحبَتُكَ إِذ عَيني عَلَيها غَشاوَةٌ

فَلَمّا اِنجَلَت قَطَّعتُ نَفسي أَلومُها

فَلَمّا اِنجَلَت قَطَّعتُ نَفسي أَلومُها

I kept your company while a veil lay over my eye.

Your company, when my eyes were veiled from it

Then, when it lifted, I tore my soul apart, reproaching it.

Then when it cleared, I blamed myself

وَما بي وَإِن أَقصَيتَني مِن ضَراعَةٍ

وَما بي وَإِن أَقصَيتَني مِن ضَراعَةٍ

وَلا اِفتَقَرتُ نَفسي إِلى مَن يَضيمُها

وَلا اِفتَقَرتُ نَفسي إِلى مَن يَضيمُها

There is no abasement in me, even if you cast me aside,

What is it to me, even if you denied me in supplication

Nor did my soul need one who wrongs it.

Nor did my soul need one who injures it

عَطَفتُ عَلَيكِ النَفسَ حَتّى كَأَنَّما

عَطَفتُ عَلَيكِ النَفسَ حَتّى كَأَنَّما

بِكَفَّيكِ بُؤسي أَو عَلَيكِ نَعيمُها

بِكَفَّيكِ بُؤسي أَو عَلَيكِ نَعيمُها

I turned my soul toward you, until it was as though

I inclined my soul to you, until it was as though

My misery lay in your two hands, or its bliss depended on you.

In your hands was its misery or in you its bliss