تَعَرَّضتِ لي حَتّى إِذا ما اِستَبَيتِني

تَعَرَّضتِ لي حَتّى إِذا ما اِستَبَيتِني

رَأَيتُكِ تَختالينَ في صورَةِ البَدرِ

رَأَيتُكِ تَختالينَ في صورَةِ البَدرِ

You showed yourself to me until, when you had taken me captive,

You turned to me until when you saw me clearly

I saw you walking proudly in the likeness of the full moon.

I saw you gliding in the image of the full moon

صَدَدتِ فَما هَنَّأتِني مِنكِ نَظرَةً

صَدَدتِ فَما هَنَّأتِني مِنكِ نَظرَةً

إِلَيكِ وَوارَتكِ الوَلائِدُ بِالسَترِ

إِلَيكِ وَوارَتكِ الوَلائِدُ بِالسَترِ

You turned away, not letting me enjoy a glance

You frowned and your glance brought me no joy

At you, and the maidservants concealed you behind a curtain.

As shyness veiled you with cover

فَإِن لَم تَرَي عَينَيَّ أَهلاً لِنَظرَةٍ

فَإِن لَم تَرَي عَينَيَّ أَهلاً لِنَظرَةٍ

إِلَيكِ وَلَم تَستَمسِكي بِعُرى الأَمرِ

إِلَيكِ وَلَم تَستَمسِكي بِعُرى الأَمرِ

So if you do not deem my eyes worthy of a glance

If my eyes you see not worthy of a glance

At you, and do not hold fast to the bonds of our affair,

Towards you, not holding to the reins of the matter

فَكَم قَد بَكَت عَيني عَلَيكِ وَعالَجَت

فَكَم قَد بَكَت عَيني عَلَيكِ وَعالَجَت

مُقاساةَ طولِ الليلِ بِالسُهدِ وَالذِكرِ

مُقاساةَ طولِ الليلِ بِالسُهدِ وَالذِكرِ

Then how often my eye has wept for you and struggled with

Then how much have my eyes wept over you

The ordeal of the long night, in sleeplessness and remembrance!

Enduring the night's length with wakefulness and remembrance

وَما تَشتَفي عَينايَ مِن دائِمِ البُكا

وَما تَشتَفي عَينايَ مِن دائِمِ البُكا

عَلَيكِ وَلو أَنّي بَكَيتُ إِلى الحَشرِ

عَلَيكِ وَلو أَنّي بَكَيتُ إِلى الحَشرِ

And my eyes find no relief in ceaseless weeping

And my eyes will not be quenched from the ever flowing tears

For you, even were I to weep until the Resurrection.

Over you, even if I cried until the day of resurrection