دَعاleave (you two) فُؤاديmy heart يقاسيsuffers الشّوقَyearning والكمداand sorrow
دَعا فُؤادي يقاسي الشّوقَ والكمدا
فيin حُبِّlove for مَنthe one who لَمdid not يدعْleave ليfor me حبّهُlove for him جلَداendurance
في حُبِّ مَن لَم يدعْ لي حبّهُ جلَدا
Leave my heart to suffer yearning and sorrow
My heart endured longing and yearning in love
In love with one whose love has left me no endurance.
For one who did not allow his love to take root
لاdo not تَتْعباtire yourselves (you two) ففؤاديfor my heart غيرnot مُمتَثِلٍobedient
لا تَتْعبا ففؤادي غير مُمتَثِلٍ
إنif رمتُماyou two sought منهُfrom it إصلاحَmending الّذيwhat فسدَاwent wrong
إن رمتُما منهُ إصلاحَ الّذي فسدَا
Do not weary yourselves, you two: my heart will not obey
Do not tire yourselves for my heart will not obey
If you ask it to mend what has gone wrong.
If you try to mend what has already been ruined
أَوْسَعْتُماهُyou two lavished upon it ملاماًblame فيin الغرامِpassion وماand not
أَوْسَعْتُماهُ ملاماً في الغرامِ وما
وجدتُماyou two experienced فيin الهوىlove بعضَsome of الّذيwhat وَجَدَاit experienced
وجدتُما في الهوى بعضَ الّذي وَجَدَا
You two have heaped blame on it for its passion, yet
You blamed me for passion, yet found not
You have not felt in love even part of what it has felt.
A trace of what I felt in this love
استودعُI entrust اللهَGod رُوحاًa soul فيin الهوىlove تَلِفَتْperished
استودعُ اللهَ رُوحاً في الهوى تَلِفَتْ
وفيهand in it أحتَسبI seek God's reward الدمعَthe tears الَّذيthat نَفَداran out
وفيه أحتَسب الدمعَ الَّذي نَفَدا
I entrust to God a soul that perished in love,
I entrust my soul to God, enamored
And in it I seek God's reward for the tears that ran dry.
And for it I reckon the tears I have shed
أجريتُهُI made it run فيin مَيادينarenas الهوىlove غَرَراًrecklessly
أجريتُهُ في مَيادين الهوى غَرَراً
ولِلْغرامand passion has مدىa course لاnot ينتهيends أبداًever
ولِلْغرام مدى لا ينتهي أبداً
I set them racing recklessly through the arenas of love,
I let it run wild in the battlefields of love
And passion has a course that never ends.
For passion has no end or boundary
وكانand there was ليfor me جسدٌa body أودَىdid away السّقامُsickness بهwith it
وكان لي جسدٌ أودَى السّقامُ به
فهاso here أناI am اليومtoday لاneither روحاًa soul ولاnor جسداa body
فها أنا اليوم لا روحاً ولا جسدا
And I once had a body that sickness destroyed;
Once I had a body made frail by illness
So here I am today, with neither soul nor body.
Now I have neither body nor soul
نَفْسيmy soul الفِداءthe ransom لمعسولfor the honey-sweet one اللَّمىdarkness of the lips غَنِجٌcoy
نَفْسي الفِداء لمعسول اللَّمى غَنِجٌ
تعلّمlearned الغُصنُthe branch منهfrom him اللَّينَsuppleness والميَدَاand swaying
تعلّم الغُصنُ منه اللَّينَ والميَدَا
My soul be ransom for a coy one with honey-sweet, dusky lips;
I would sacrifice myself for the gentle honeyed one
The branch learned from him its suppleness and sway.
Who taught the branch such softness and bending
كالظَّبيlike a gazelle حينwhen عطاhe stretched upward والليثُand a lion حينwhen سطاhe attacked
كالظَّبي حين عطا والليثُ حين سطا
والغصنand a branch حينwhen خطاhe stepped والبدرُand the full moon حينwhen بداhe appeared
والغصن حين خطا والبدرُ حين بدا
Like a gazelle when he reaches upward, and a lion when he attacks,
Like the gazelle when it gave, or the lion when it pounced
And a branch when he steps, and the full moon when he appears.
The branch when it swayed, the full moon when it rose
حاشاexempt from blame الرّقيبَthe watcher فلاfor there is no وصلunion أسرُّI rejoice بهin it
حاشا الرّقيبَ فلا وصل أسرُّ به
منهfrom him خلاexcept أنّهthat he بالوصلof union ليto me وَعَداhe promised
منه خلا أنّه بالوصل لي وَعَدا
No blame on the watcher: there is no union I rejoice in
Far be it! I keep secret the trysts with my love
With him, save that he has promised me union.
For he promised his love and union with me
ماnot شِمتُI watched منذsince أظلتcast shade سحبclouds عارضهhis cheek
ما شِمتُ منذ أظلت سحب عارضه
بوارقَlightning flashes الثَغرthe mouth إلاّexcept أمطرتْthey rained down برداhail
بوارقَ الثَغر إلاّ أمطرتْ بردا
Since the clouds of his cheek cast their shade, I have never watched
Since I took shade beneath his passing clouds
The lightning flashes of his mouth without their raining down hail.
And the lightning of his smile rained ice upon me
ولاnor أغازلُI court ريماًa gazelle منfrom مُقلَدِهhis neck
ولا أغازلُ ريماً من مُقلَدِه
إلاّexcept أنازلُI duel with منfrom ألحاظِهِhis glances أَسَداa lion
إلاّ أنازلُ من ألحاظِهِ أَسَدا
Nor do I court the gazelle of his neck
I do not jest with the doe of his valley
Without dueling with the lion of his glances.
Lest I unleash his eyes' lurking lions