لَوْلاَ تَجَنِّيكَ يَا شَمْسِي وَيَا قَمَرِي

لَوْلاَ تَجَنِّيكَ يَا شَمْسِي وَيَا قَمَرِي

بَلْ يَا حَيَاتِي وَيَا سَمْعِي وَيَا بَصَرِي

بَلْ يَا حَيَاتِي وَيَا سَمْعِي وَيَا بَصَرِي

Were it not for your unjust treatment, O my sun and O my moon,

Had you not been unfaithful, O my sun and moon

Had it not been for your cruelty, O my sun and my moon,

Rather, O my life, and O my hearing, and O my sight,

Rather, O my life and hearing and sight

Nay, O my life, my hearing, and my sight,

مَا قُلْتُ مِنْ ضَجَرٍ مَا قَالَ ذُو خَوَرِ

مَا قُلْتُ مِنْ ضَجَرٍ مَا قَالَ ذُو خَوَرِ

مَنْ مُنْصِفِي مِنْ سَقِيمِ الطَّرْفِ ذِي حَوَرِ

مَنْ مُنْصِفِي مِنْ سَقِيمِ الطَّرْفِ ذِي حَوَرِ

I would not have said in vexation what a fainthearted man said:

I would not have complained, nor would the dejected one say anything

I would not have uttered in distress what the faint-hearted say:

Who will do me justice against the languid-gazed one with dark, lovely eyes?

Who will do me justice against the squint-eyed one with languishing eyes?

"Who will grant me justice against the one with languid, striking eyes?"

رَكِبْتُ بَحْرَ الْهَوَى فِيهِ عَلَى غَرَرِ

رَكِبْتُ بَحْرَ الْهَوَى فِيهِ عَلَى غَرَرِ

وَأَنْفُسُ الْعَاشِقِينَ أَنْفُساً حُرِمَتْ

وَأَنْفُسُ الْعَاشِقِينَ أَنْفُساً حُرِمَتْ

I sailed the sea of love for him at my peril.

I rode the sea of passion recklessly

I have sailed the sea of passion for his sake, at my own peril,

And lovers' souls are souls bereft;

And the souls of lovers are souls that have been deprived

And the souls of lovers are souls that have been denied;

لَوْ أَنَّهَا أُحْرِقَتْ بِالنَّارِ مَا رُحِمَتْ

لَوْ أَنَّهَا أُحْرِقَتْ بِالنَّارِ مَا رُحِمَتْ

مِنْ كُلِّ نَفْسٍ سَقَاهَا الصَّبْرُ فَاخْتُرِمَتْ

مِنْ كُلِّ نَفْسٍ سَقَاهَا الصَّبْرُ فَاخْتُرِمَتْ

If they were burned in fire, they would not be pitied—

If only they were burnt with fire, they would not be pitied

Even if they were consumed by fire, they would find no mercy.

Each a soul made to drink bitter aloes, then struck down

From every soul that patience has quenched and extinguished

From every soul made to drink of patience, only to perish.

ظَبْيٌ لَهُ صُورَةٌُ فِي الْحُسْنِ قَدْ قُسِمَتْ

ظَبْيٌ لَهُ صُورَةٌُ فِي الْحُسْنِ قَدْ قُسِمَتْ

بَيْنَ الْكَثِيبِ وَبَيْنَ الْغُصْنِ وَالزَّهَرِ

بَيْنَ الْكَثِيبِ وَبَيْنَ الْغُصْنِ وَالزَّهَرِ

By a gazelle whose beautiful form has been apportioned

A gazelle that is endowed with beauty that has been divided

A gazelle possessing a form whose beauty is shared

Between the sand dune, the bough, and the blossoms.

Between the sand dune, the branch, and the flower

Between the sand dune, the swaying branch, and the flower.

مَنْ يَرْجُ عَطْفَتَهُ ازْدَرَى بِه وَلَهَا

مَنْ يَرْجُ عَطْفَتَهُ ازْدَرَى بِه وَلَهَا

وَقَدَّهُ بِلِحَاظٍ مَا لَهُ وَلَهَا

وَقَدَّهُ بِلِحَاظٍ مَا لَهُ وَلَهَا

He scorns and toys with anyone who hopes for his affection,

Whoever hopes for his affection has scorned it and for her

Whoever hopes for his affection, he scorns him and turns away,

And rends him with glances—what has he to do with them?

He has armed himself with a glance that is not for him or her

Piercing him with glances against which he has no defense,

أَغْرَتْ بِهِ دَنِفاً أَغْرَى بِه الْوَلَهَا

أَغْرَتْ بِهِ دَنِفاً أَغْرَى بِه الْوَلَهَا

آلَتْ لَوَاحِظُهُ أَنْ لاَ يَعِيشَ لَهَا

آلَتْ لَوَاحِظُهُ أَنْ لاَ يَعِيشَ لَهَا

They lured a lovesick man to him, who set longing upon him.

With it she has seduced someone overtly, with it she has seduced one infatuated

Inflicting upon him a wasting illness that incites absolute madness.

His glances have sworn that none shall survive them—

His glances have resulted that he will not live for her

His glances have sworn that none shall survive them,

صَبٌّ وَلَوْ أَنَّهُ فِي قَسْوَةِ الْحَجَرِ

صَبٌّ وَلَوْ أَنَّهُ فِي قَسْوَةِ الْحَجَرِ

No ardent lover, even if he has the hardness of stone.

A love-struck one, even if he were as hard as stone

No infatuated lover, even if he were as hard as stone.