يا مولعاً بملامِي حسبكَ الله

يا مولعاً بملامِي حسبكَ الله

كم ذا تهيّج مغرى القلب مضناه

كم ذا تهيّج مغرى القلب مضناه

O you obsessed with blaming me, God is enough for you!

O you who blame me, enough!

How long will you torment one whose heart is enthralled and has worn him down?

How often you stir the inclinations of my weary heart!

هذا الحبيب وذا فكري وذا جلدِي

هذا الحبيب وذا فكري وذا جلدِي

في راحتيه فقل لي كيف أنساه

في راحتيه فقل لي كيف أنساه

Here is the beloved; here are my thoughts and my endurance,

This beloved, my thoughts, my patience -

in his two palms—so tell me, how can I forget him?

Tell me, how can I forget his comfort?

إنِّي لأعلم أنَّ الرشد أجمعه

إنِّي لأعلم أنَّ الرشد أجمعه

في تركه غير أنَّ النفس تهواه

في تركه غير أنَّ النفس تهواه

I know full well that all sound judgment

I know that reason says

lies in leaving him, yet my soul desires him.

I should leave him, though my soul desires him.

ساجي اللّواحظ خمريّ مقبله

ساجي اللّواحظ خمريّ مقبله

داجي الذوائب بدريّ محيَّاه

داجي الذوائب بدريّ محيَّاه

His glances are languid, his lips like wine;

My glances intoxicated with wine, my beloved greeting me,

his tresses are dark, his face like the full moon.

My cheek shining like the full moon beaming at me.

إن كانَ للحبِّ شخص فهو مهجته

إن كانَ للحبِّ شخص فهو مهجته

أو كانَ للحسنِ لفظ فهو معناه

أو كانَ للحسنِ لفظ فهو معناه

If love had a body, he would be its lifeblood;

If love has a being, it is my innermost heart;

or if beauty had a word, he would be its meaning.

If beauty has an expression, it is his meaning.

أفديه بدراً بقلبِ الصبّ غزوته

أفديه بدراً بقلبِ الصبّ غزوته

وفي السماء برغم الصبّ لقياه

وفي السماء برغم الصبّ لقياه

I would ransom him—a full moon that raids the ardent lover’s heart,

I ransom him with my heart in the attack of love,

yet meeting him is in the sky, against the lover’s will.

And in the sky, despite my sobbing, I meet him.

لو لم يكن ريقهُ خمراً ومرشفه

لو لم يكن ريقهُ خمراً ومرشفه

ما عربدت عينه واهْتزَّ عطفاه

ما عربدت عينه واهْتزَّ عطفاه

Had his saliva and his mouth not been wine,

If it were not for his saliva being wine, and his mouthwater honey,

his eye would not have caroused, nor would his two flanks have swayed.

His eyes would not flutter, and his limbs not stir.