لِيَ شَوق إِلَيكَ لا يَتناها

لِيَ شَوق إِلَيكَ لا يَتناها

وَشُجون قَد جاوَزَت مُنتَهاها

وَشُجون قَد جاوَزَت مُنتَهاها

My longing for you knows no end,

I yearn for you with endless longing

and my sorrows have passed their utmost limit.

And sorrows that have crossed their bounds

يا إِبن عَمي تَفديك مِن كُلِ سوءٍ

يا إِبن عَمي تَفديك مِن كُلِ سوءٍ

نَفس حُرّ ما في يَديهِ سِواها

نَفس حُرّ ما في يَديهِ سِواها

O my cousin, may you be ransomed from every harm

O cousin I'd sacrifice myself for you from all harm

by a free man's soul; he has nothing else in his hands.

A free soul whose only possession is itself

لَيتَ شِعري وَقَد أَضَرَّ بِيَ الشَو

لَيتَ شِعري وَقَد أَضَرَّ بِيَ الشَو

ق اَتجدى آهٌ إِذا قُلت آها

ق اَتجدى آهٌ إِذا قُلت آها

Would that I knew, now that longing has harmed me,

If only I knew, now that longing has hurt me

whether a sigh avails when I say, 'Ah!'

Would a sigh help if I sighed?

كُنتُ أَجلو عَن مُقلَتي بِمَحيا

كُنتُ أَجلو عَن مُقلَتي بِمَحيا

ك صَداها وَكُنتَ أَنتَ ضِياها

ك صَداها وَكُنتَ أَنتَ ضِياها

I used to cleanse my eye with your face

Your smile used to console my worries

of its tarnish; you yourself were its light.

It was their echo, and you were their brilliance

وَهِيَ اليَوم مِن فِراقَكَ قَد قَرّحها

وَهِيَ اليَوم مِن فِراقَكَ قَد قَرّحها

دَمعَها وَخانَ كَراها

دَمعَها وَخانَ كَراها

And today, through separation from you, it has been wounded

But now, from your absence, it has wounded them

by its tears, and its sleep has betrayed it.

Their tears and its hatred betrayed them

لا أَراها تَقرُّ مِن بَعدِ هَذا

لا أَراها تَقرُّ مِن بَعدِ هَذا

يامناها حَتّى أَراكَ تَراها

يامناها حَتّى أَراكَ تَراها

I cannot see it finding rest after this,

I don't see them calming after this

O its desire, until I see you looking upon it.

Until I see you, their wish

لَم يُغادر مِن مُهجَتي الشَوق مُذ بَن

لَم يُغادر مِن مُهجَتي الشَوق مُذ بَن

ت وَشَطَ المزار إِلّا زَهاها

ت وَشَطَ المزار إِلّا زَهاها

Longing has left nothing of my heart since you

Nothing remains of my love since you left

departed and the meeting-place grew distant, save its outward form.

Except its peak and its bloom

كُنتُ أَرجو عَلى البُعاد كِتاباً

كُنتُ أَرجو عَلى البُعاد كِتاباً

مِنكَ يا سَيدي يبلُّ صَداها

مِنكَ يا سَيدي يبلُّ صَداها

Despite the distance, I had hoped for a letter

I hoped for a letter from you my master

from you, my master, to quench its thirst.

That would reach the echo of its call

ما تَرجت نَفسي مِن الأَهل مَن يَع

ما تَرجت نَفسي مِن الأَهل مَن يَع

ني بِشَأني إِلّا وَكُنتَ رَجاها

ني بِشَأني إِلّا وَكُنتَ رَجاها

Whenever my soul hoped for a kinsman to

My soul hoped for no one but you

care for my affairs, you alone were its hope.

To care for my affairs

لَستُ أَرضى بِأَن تَخيب ظُنوني

لَستُ أَرضى بِأَن تَخيب ظُنوني

فيكَ يَوماً وَأَنتَ أَقصى مُناها

فيكَ يَوماً وَأَنتَ أَقصى مُناها

I will not accept that my hopes be disappointed

I won't be pleased if one day you fail

in you, even once, for you are my soul's utmost desire.

My hopes in you, their farthest aim

أَنا مثن عَلى أَياديك مَولا

أَنا مثن عَلى أَياديك مَولا

ي وَمثر مِن وُجودِها وَنَداها

ي وَمثر مِن وُجودِها وَنَداها

I praise your benefactions, my lord,

I am folded in your hands, my Master

and am enriched by their presence and bounty.

Fruit of its existence and its boughs

وَمَتى ما رَضيتُ مِنكَ بِنذر

وَمَتى ما رَضيتُ مِنكَ بِنذر

كُنت دوناً وَكانَ ودي كَراها

كُنت دوناً وَكانَ ودي كَراها

And if ever I were content with a vow from you,

And whenever I was content with your promise

I would be base, and my love would be hatred.

I was base, though my love for you was loathing