طالَhas grown long لَيليmy night وَاِشتِياقيand my longing
طالَ لَيلي وَاِشتِياقي
وَيحَalas for نَفسيmy soul ماwhat تُلاقيit endures
وَيحَ نَفسي ما تُلاقي
My night and my longing have grown long.
My night has grown long, and longing
Alas for my soul—what it endures
And my soul, what trials it faces
مِنof أُمورٍtroubles تَعتَريهاbeset it
مِن أُمورٍ تَعتَريها
هِيَit مِنهاbecause of them فيin السِياقِthe death throes
هِيَ مِنها في السِياقِ
of troubles that beset it;
From matters that afflict it
because of them, it is in its death throes.
It is bound in the context
فَاِشفَعواso intercede ليfor me عِندَwith فَوزٍFawz
فَاِشفَعوا لي عِندَ فَوزٍ
فَلَقَدfor indeed طالَhas grown long اِشتِياقيmy longing
فَلَقَد طالَ اِشتِياقي
So intercede for me with Fawz,
So intercede for me before triumph
for my longing has indeed grown long.
For my longing has indeed grown long
أَسهَرُI stay awake اللَيلَthe night كَأَنّيas though I
أَسهَرُ اللَيلَ كَأَنّي
مِنfrom هَواهاlove for her فيin وَثاقِfetters
مِن هَواها في وَثاقِ
I stay awake through the night, as though I
I stay up nights as if
were in fetters from love for her.
I'm bound by passion for her
لاnot أُطيقُI can bear الصَبرَpatience عَنهاwithout her
لا أُطيقُ الصَبرَ عَنها
ضِقتُI have grown constrained ذَرعاًin endurance بِالفِراقِby separation
ضِقتُ ذَرعاً بِالفِراقِ
I cannot bear to be patient without her;
I cannot bear patience from her
I can no longer endure separation.
I'm extremely vexed by parting
لَستُI am not أَسلوI forget عَنabout هَواهاlove for her
لَستُ أَسلو عَن هَواها
أَبَداًever حَتّىuntil التَلاقيmeeting
أَبَداً حَتّى التَلاقي
I shall not forget my love for her,
I won't stop loving her
ever, until we meet.
Ever, until we meet
آهِah! مِنfrom حُبِّكِlove for you وَيليwoe is me!
آهِ مِن حُبِّكِ وَيلي
هُوَit ليto me مُرُّbitter المَذاقِthe taste
هُوَ لي مُرُّ المَذاقِ
Ah, for love of you—woe is me!
Oh, your love pains me
It tastes bitter to me.
It is for me the bitterest taste