فَيا وَيحَ قَلبي ما يَستَفي

فَيا وَيحَ قَلبي ما يَستَفي

قُ مِن ذِكرِ هِندٍ وَما أَن يُفيقا

قُ مِن ذِكرِ هِندٍ وَما أَن يُفيقا

Ah, woe to my heart—it does not regain its senses

Oh my aching heart, what anguish it bears

from remembering Hind, nor will it recover.

From the memory of Hind, time does not heal my cares

جَعَلتُ طَريقي عَلى بابِكُم

جَعَلتُ طَريقي عَلى بابِكُم

وَما كانَ بابُكُمُ لي طَريقا

وَما كانَ بابُكُمُ لي طَريقا

I made my path run past your door,

I set my path to your door

though your door had not been on my path.

Though for me your door led nowhere

صَرَمتُ الأَقارِبَ مِن أَجلِكُم

صَرَمتُ الأَقارِبَ مِن أَجلِكُم

وَصافَيتُ مَن لَم يَكُن لي صَديقا

وَصافَيتُ مَن لَم يَكُن لي صَديقا

I cut off my kin for your sake,

For your sake, I shunned family

and befriended one who had not been my friend.

And parted from those who were not true to me

وَوادَدتُ أَهلَ مَوَدّاتِها

وَوادَدتُ أَهلَ مَوَدّاتِها

وَعاصَيتُ فيها النَصيحَ الشَفيقا

وَعاصَيتُ فيها النَصيحَ الشَفيقا

And I showed affection to those she held dear,

I courted those who offered me affection

and for her sake defied the sincere, compassionate adviser.

And disobeyed well-meaning advice from protection