مَنwhoever لَمhas not يَذُقtaste لِصَبابَةٍof ardent longing طَعماa taste
مَن لَم يَذُق لِصَبابَةٍ طَعما
فَلَقَدfor indeed أَحَطتُI comprehended fully بِطَعمِهاof its taste عِلماin knowledge
فَلَقَد أَحَطتُ بِطَعمِها عِلما
If anyone has not tasted the savor of longing,
Whoever has not tasted the sweetness of youth
I have indeed come to know its taste in full.
I have fully comprehended its taste
إِنّيindeed I مَنَحتُI bestowed مَوَدَّتيmy affection سَكَناًa beloved
إِنّي مَنَحتُ مَوَدَّتي سَكَناً
فَرَأَيتُهُand I found him قَدhad عَدَّهاhe deemed it جُرماa crime
فَرَأَيتُهُ قَد عَدَّها جُرما
I bestowed my affection on a beloved,
I offered my affection a dwelling
and found that he had deemed it a crime.
But saw it count that a crime
ياO عُتبُUtb ماnot أَناI عَنto صَنيعِكِyour treatment بيof me
يا عُتبُ ما أَنا عَن صَنيعِكِ بي
أَعمىblind وَلَكِنَّand yet الهَوىlove أَعمىblind
أَعمى وَلَكِنَّ الهَوى أَعمى
O Utb, to your treatment of me I am not
Oh, blame, I’m not blind to your actions
blind—but love is blind.
But love is blind
وَاللَهِby God ماnot أَبقَيتِyou have left مِنof جَسَديmy body
وَاللَهِ ما أَبقَيتِ مِن جَسَدي
لَحماًflesh وَلاnor أَبقَيتِyou have left ليfor me عَظماa bone
لَحماً وَلا أَبقَيتِ لي عَظما
By God, you have left my body no
By God, you left no flesh on my body
flesh, nor have you left me a bone.
Nor bone for me
إِنَّindeed الَّذيthe one who لَمhas not يَدرِknow ماwhat تَلفيmy wasting away
إِنَّ الَّذي لَم يَدرِ ما تَلفي
لَيَرىsurely sees عَلىupon وَجهيmy face بِهِfrom it رَسماa trace
لَيَرى عَلى وَجهي بِهِ رَسما
Indeed, whoever does not know how I am wasting away
Indeed, whoever knows not what you wreak
surely sees its trace upon my face.
Will see its mark printed on my face