طَرَقَ الخَيَالُ فَمَرحَباً أَلفَاً

طَرَقَ الخَيَالُ فَمَرحَباً أَلفَاً

بِالشَّاغِفَاتِ قُلُوبِنَا شَغفَا

بِالشَّاغِفَاتِ قُلُوبِنَا شَغفَا

The phantom came by night—a thousand welcomes

Imagination knocked, so a thousand welcomes

To the women who pierce our hearts with passion.

To the passions of our hearts that are impassioned

وَلَقَد يَقُولُ لِيَ الطَبِيبُ وَما

وَلَقَد يَقُولُ لِيَ الطَبِيبُ وَما

نَبَّأتُهُ مِن شَأنِنَا حَرفَا

نَبَّأتُهُ مِن شَأنِنَا حَرفَا

And indeed the physician says to me, though I have not

Indeed the doctor says to me, though

Told him a single word of our affair:

I have not told him anything of our affair

إِنَّي لأَحسَبُ أَنَّ دَاءَكَ ذا

إِنَّي لأَحسَبُ أَنَّ دَاءَكَ ذا

مِن ذِي دَمَالِجَ يَخضِبُ الكَفَّا

مِن ذِي دَمَالِجَ يَخضِبُ الكَفَّا

“I surely believe that this illness of yours

I reckon your illness is from one

Comes from one with armlets who dyes the palm.”

With rosy fingers that dyes the palm

إِنِّي أَنَا الوَضَّاحُ إِن تَصِلي

إِنِّي أَنَا الوَضَّاحُ إِن تَصِلي

أُحسِن بِكِ التشبِيبَ وَالوَصفَا

أُحسِن بِكِ التشبِيبَ وَالوَصفَا

Indeed, I am al-Waddah; if you join me,

I am Al-Waddah, if you meet me

I shall excel in love poetry and descriptions of you.

I will eulogize you well with description

شَطَّت فَشَفَّ القَلبَ ذِكرُكَها

شَطَّت فَشَفَّ القَلبَ ذِكرُكَها

وَدَنَت فَمَا بَذَلَت لَنا عُرفَا

وَدَنَت فَمَا بَذَلَت لَنا عُرفَا

She went far away, so your remembrance of her wore the heart thin;

Your mention has healed and quenched my heart

And she drew near, yet bestowed no kindness on us.

And come close, but has not shown us any intimacy