لَم أَزَل أَخلَعُ في الحُبِّ الرَسَن

لَم أَزَل أَخلَعُ في الحُبِّ الرَسَن

وَفُؤادي عِندَ ظَبيٍ مُرتَهِن

وَفُؤادي عِندَ ظَبيٍ مُرتَهِن

I have never ceased to cast off the halter in love.

I have not stopped falling in love,

In love, I continue to cast aside the reins,

And my heart is held captive by a gazelle.

And my heart is held captive by a gazelle.

And my heart remains a hostage to a gazelle,

وَجُفوني ساكِباتٌ دَمعَها

وَجُفوني ساكِباتٌ دَمعَها

وَالحَشا في حَشوِهِ مِنّي الحَزَن

وَالحَشا في حَشوِهِ مِنّي الحَزَن

And my eyelids pour forth their tears.

My eyelids pouring out their tears,

While my eyelids pour forth their streaming tears,

And sorrow lies in the depths of my breast.

And my bosom is filled with sorrow for me.

And grief fills the very depths of my being,

مُنذُ أَبصَرتُ هِلالاً طالِعاً

مُنذُ أَبصَرتُ هِلالاً طالِعاً

يَتَثَنّى بِقَوامٍ كَالغُصُن

يَتَثَنّى بِقَوامٍ كَالغُصُن

Since I beheld a rising crescent moon,

Since I saw the crescent rising,

Since the moment I beheld a rising crescent moon,

Swaying with a figure like a bough.

Bending with a figure like a branch.

Swaying with a stature like a slender bough.

ميمُهُ شَفَّ فُؤادي في الهَوى

ميمُهُ شَفَّ فُؤادي في الهَوى

وَبِحاءٍ فيهِ قَلبي قَد فُتِن

وَبِحاءٍ فيهِ قَلبي قَد فُتِن

His mīm has worn my heart thin with passion.

Its "meem" has healed my heart in passion,

His 'M' has worn my heart thin in passion,

And by a ḥāʾ in him my heart has been bewitched.

And with the "baa" in it my heart is infatuated.

And by the 'H' within it, my heart is captivated,

وَبِميمٍ بَعدُهُ أَقلَقَني

وَبِميمٍ بَعدُهُ أَقلَقَني

وَبِدالٍ سَلَّ روحي مِن بَدَن

وَبِدالٍ سَلَّ روحي مِن بَدَن

And with a mīm after it, he has made me restless.

With the "meem" after it has disturbed me,

And by the 'M' that follows, he has troubled my peace,

And with a dāl he has drawn my soul from my body.

And with the "daal" has drawn out my soul from my body.

And with a 'D', he drew my soul from my body.