هَلُمُّوا فَعِنْدي لِلمَحَبَّةِ وَالهَوَى

هَلُمُّوا فَعِنْدي لِلمَحَبَّةِ وَالهَوَى

سِقَامُ غَرَامٍ لَسْتُ أُحْسِنُ طِبَّهُ

سِقَامُ غَرَامٍ لَسْتُ أُحْسِنُ طِبَّهُ

Come, for through love and passion I suffer

Come hither for with me there is for love and passion

a sickness of longing I know not how to cure.

An illness of infatuation I'm not skilled to remedy

هِبُوا لِيَ جَفْناً يَمْلِكُ العَقْلُ دَمْعَهُ

هِبُوا لِيَ جَفْناً يَمْلِكُ العَقْلُ دَمْعَهُ

وَإِلاَّ فقَلْباً يَحْكُمُ الصَّبْرُ لُبَّهُ

وَإِلاَّ فقَلْباً يَحْكُمُ الصَّبْرُ لُبَّهُ

Grant me an eye whose tears reason can govern,

Bestow on me an eyelid whose tears reason controls

or else a heart whose core patience can rule.

Else a heart patience governs its ardor

هَوَتْ قَدَمي فِي الحُبِّ عَنْ غَيْرِ خِبْرَةٍ

هَوَتْ قَدَمي فِي الحُبِّ عَنْ غَيْرِ خِبْرَةٍ

فَأَلْفَيْتَهُ حُلْوَ التَّجَرُّعِ عَذْبَهُ

فَأَلْفَيْتَهُ حُلْوَ التَّجَرُّعِ عَذْبَهُ

My foot plunged into love without experience,

My feet slipped in love inexperienced

so I found its sweetness pleasant to swallow.

And I found it sweetly intoxicating and delectable

هُوَ الشَّهْدُ مَمْزُوجاً بِسُمِّ وَعَلْقَمٍ

هُوَ الشَّهْدُ مَمْزُوجاً بِسُمِّ وَعَلْقَمٍ

أُؤَمَّلُ عَتْبَاهُ وَأَحْذَرُ عَتْبَهُ

أُؤَمَّلُ عَتْبَاهُ وَأَحْذَرُ عَتْبَهُ

It is honey mingled with poison and colocynth;

It is honey mixed with poison and bitterness

I hope for its favor and fear its reproach.

I hope for its reproach and fear its blame

هَوَيْتُ حَبِيباً لَسْتُ أَهْلاً لِحُبِّهِ

هَوَيْتُ حَبِيباً لَسْتُ أَهْلاً لِحُبِّهِ

وَأَنَّي لِمِثْلِي أَنْ يَكُونَ مُحِبَّهُ

وَأَنَّي لِمِثْلِي أَنْ يَكُونَ مُحِبَّهُ

I loved a beloved I am unworthy to love;

I loved one unworthy of his love

and how could one like me be his lover?

And how could one like me be his beloved

هَلاَلُ فُؤَادِي كُلَّمَا ذُقتُ غَفْوَةً

هَلاَلُ فُؤَادِي كُلَّمَا ذُقتُ غَفْوَةً

وَصُبْحُ عَيَانِي كُلَّمَا أَتَنَبَّهُ

وَصُبْحُ عَيَانِي كُلَّمَا أَتَنَبَّهُ

He is my heart’s crescent whenever I taste a brief slumber,

The crescent of my heart whenever I had a nap

and the dawn of my vision whenever I awaken.

And the morn of my eyes whenever I awakened

هَمَمْتُ بِإِدْرَاكٍ فَقَصَّرتُ هَيَبةً

هَمَمْتُ بِإِدْرَاكٍ فَقَصَّرتُ هَيَبةً

وَعَجْزِي عَنِ الإِدْرَاكِ أَوْلَى وَأَشْبَهُ

وَعَجْزِي عَنِ الإِدْرَاكِ أَوْلَى وَأَشْبَهُ

I sought to comprehend, but fell short in awe;

I intended to attain but fell short in awe

and my inability to comprehend is more fitting and becoming.

And my inability to attain is more apt and akin

هَفَا بِكَ قَلْبٌ أَنْتَ أَوْرَيْتَ زَنْدَهُ

هَفَا بِكَ قَلْبٌ أَنْتَ أَوْرَيْتَ زَنْدَهُ

وَنَالكَ طَرْفٌ أَنْتَ أَهْمَلْتَ سَحْبَهُ

وَنَالكَ طَرْفٌ أَنْتَ أَهْمَلْتَ سَحْبَهُ

A heart yearned for you—you kindled its firestick;

Alas for a heart you ignited its spark

and an eye reached you—you let loose its clouds.

And a glance you neglected to veil

هَنِيِئاً لِهَذِي النَّفْسِ إِنْ كُنْتَ حِبّهَا

هَنِيِئاً لِهَذِي النَّفْسِ إِنْ كُنْتَ حِبّهَا

وَطُوبَى لِهَذا القَلْبِ إِنْ كُنْتَ حِبَّهُ

وَطُوبَى لِهَذا القَلْبِ إِنْ كُنْتَ حِبَّهُ

Joy to this soul, if you are its beloved,

Congratulations to the one who has your love

and bliss to this heart, if you are its beloved.

And blessings to the heart that has your love