ماwhat ليwith me بِلَوعَةٍin burning anguish ذاthis الغَزالgazelle أَهيمI wander lovesick
ما لي بِلَوعَةٍ ذا الغَزال أَهيم
وَالجِسمand the body مِنّيof mine ناحِلwasted وَسَقيمand ailing
وَالجِسم مِنّي ناحِل وَسَقيم
Why do I wander lovesick, burning with longing for this gazelle?
Why I am stricken with grief for the gazelle am I restless
And my body is wasted and ailing.
While my body is lean and unwell
اِنَّindeed العَذابَthe torment بِمُهجَتيin my soul لَأَليمtruly painful
اِنَّ العَذابَ بِمُهجَتي لَأَليم
وَاللَهand God بِالقَلبِof the heart الخَفوقِthrobbing عَليمfully aware
وَاللَه بِالقَلبِ الخَفوقِ عَليم
Indeed, the torment in my soul is truly painful.
Indeed, the agony within my soul is so painful
And God knows the throbbing heart full well.
And Allah knows well the fluttering heart