ذَرا اللَومَ يا بني سالِمٍ إِنَّ صَبوَتي

ذَرا اللَومَ يا بني سالِمٍ إِنَّ صَبوَتي

رَمَتْ كُلَّ لاحٍ مِن إِبائي بِمُسكِتِ

رَمَتْ كُلَّ لاحٍ مِن إِبائي بِمُسكِتِ

Leave off blame, O sons of Salim, for my infatuation

Spare me your blame, O son of Salim,

has struck every reproacher with a silencing reply born of my defiance.

My passion hurled arrows at the tents of my enemies.

أَمُرُّ بِحُزوى مُطرِقاً خيفَةَ العِدا

أَمُرُّ بِحُزوى مُطرِقاً خيفَةَ العِدا

وَإِن أَرَ مِنهُم غَفلَةً أَتَلَفَّتِ

وَإِن أَرَ مِنهُم غَفلَةً أَتَلَفَّتِ

I pass by Huzwa, head bowed for fear of enemies;

I pass by their abodes stealthily, watching for their negligence,

and if I see them off their guard, I glance around.

And when I find them off guard, I pounce.

وَلَولا الهَوى لَم أَتَّبِعْ خُدَعَ المُنى

وَلَولا الهَوى لَم أَتَّبِعْ خُدَعَ المُنى

فَلا تَطمَعا في زَلَّةِ المُتَثبِّتِ

فَلا تَطمَعا في زَلَّةِ المُتَثبِّتِ

And were it not for love, I would not follow hope’s deceits;

If not for desire, I would not have followed the deceits of fate.

so do not hope, you two, for a slip from one so circumspect.

So do not hope for a misstep from one so steadfast.

أَيا دَهرُ لِم فَرَّقتَ بَينَ أَحِبَّتي

أَيا دَهرُ لِم فَرَّقتَ بَينَ أَحِبَّتي

وَما تَبتَغي مِن شَمليَ المُتَشَتِّتِ

وَما تَبتَغي مِن شَمليَ المُتَشَتِّتِ

O Time, why have you separated my loved ones?

O time, why did you separate me from my beloved,

And what do you seek from my scattered company?

What do you gain from scattering my gathering?

وَلي كَبِدٌ حَرَّى فَها هِيَ أُلقِيَتْ

وَلي كَبِدٌ حَرَّى فَها هِيَ أُلقِيَتْ

إِلَيكَ فَصَدِّعْ كَيفَ شِئتَ وَفَتِّتِ

إِلَيكَ فَصَدِّعْ كَيفَ شِئتَ وَفَتِّتِ

And I have a burning liver—here it is, cast

I have a burning liver, here, I cast it to you,

to you; so cleave it as you wish, and crush it to pieces.

Shatter it as you wish, crush and pulverize it.