هو الوَجْدُ يا ظمياءُ منكِ وَجَدْتُه

هو الوَجْدُ يا ظمياءُ منكِ وَجَدْتُه

يحمِّلني في الحبّ ما لا أُطيقُه

يحمِّلني في الحبّ ما لا أُطيقُه

It is passion, O Ẓamyāʾ—from you I came to know it;

It is passionate longing, O Ẓamyāʾ, that I have felt because of you.

It is passion, O my slender one, that I found in you

it burdens me in love with more than I can bear.

It burdens me in love with what I cannot bear.

It loads me with a love I cannot bear

إذا قيل لي وَجْدٌ فقلبي حريقه

إذا قيل لي وَجْدٌ فقلبي حريقه

وإنْ قيلَ لي دمعٌ فطرفي غريقه

وإنْ قيلَ لي دمعٌ فطرفي غريقه

If passion is spoken of to me, my heart is its blaze;

When longing is mentioned to me, my heart is burned by it;

If I am told "passion", my heart is aflame

and if tears are spoken of, my eye is drowned in them.

And if tears are mentioned to me, my eye is drowned in them.

And if I am told "a tear", my eyelid overflows

وحسْبُك من صبٍّ يروع فؤاده

وحسْبُك من صبٍّ يروع فؤاده

سنا بارقٍ يحكي فؤادي خفوقُه

سنا بارقٍ يحكي فؤادي خفوقُه

Enough to show you a love-stricken man: his heart is startled

And enough for you is a lovesick man whose heart is startled

And it is enough for you from a blamer whose heart is frightened

by the gleam of a lightning flash whose flickering mimics my heart.

By the gleam of lightning, whose flickering mirrors my heart.

By a flashing tooth that makes my heart flutter

وكلُّ وميضٍ يا سُليمى يروعُه

وكلُّ وميضٍ يا سُليمى يروعُه

وكلُّ هوًى من آل ميٍّ يشوقُه

وكلُّ هوًى من آل ميٍّ يشوقُه

Every flash, O Sulaymā, startles him,

And every flash, O Sulaymā, startles him,

And every flash, O Suleima, that startles it

and every love from Mayy’s clan fills him with longing.

And every passion from Mayy's clan stirs his longing.

And every craving from the family of Meyy that makes it yearn