مَلكْتُمُوا فَاعْدلُوا في الصَبِّ أَوْ جُوروا

مَلكْتُمُوا فَاعْدلُوا في الصَبِّ أَوْ جُوروا

ذنبُ الأحبّةِ في العُشّاقِ مغفورً

ذنبُ الأحبّةِ في العُشّاقِ مغفورً

You have dominion: deal justly with the lovesick lover, or wrong him.

You have ruled, so be just in passion or unjust

The offenses of beloveds against their lovers are forgiven.

The sins of loved ones are forgiven in lovers

وقد تقرّرَ في قلبي مَقرُّكُم

وقد تقرّرَ في قلبي مَقرُّكُم

دونَ الورى فأقيموا فيه أو سيروا

دونَ الورى فأقيموا فيه أو سيروا

And your dwelling has become firmly established in my heart,

And your abode in my heart has been decided

To the exclusion of all others; so dwell there, or depart.

Beyond the world, so stay in it or move on

يا مُخْربي رَبْع صَبري بالجفا عَبثَاً

يا مُخْربي رَبْع صَبري بالجفا عَبثَاً

الحمدُ لله رَبْعُ الودّ مَعْمورُ

الحمدُ لله رَبْعُ الودّ مَعْمورُ

O you who vainly ruin the abode of my patience through coldness,

O you who have destroyed a quarter of my patience in vain

Praise be to God: affection's abode remains inhabited.

Praise be to God, a quarter of affection remains intact

ويا مطوّلَ هجراني بلا سَببٍ

ويا مطوّلَ هجراني بلا سَببٍ

أما بدا لكَ في التَّطْويلِ تقصيرُ

أما بدا لكَ في التَّطْويلِ تقصيرُ

And O you who prolong your abandonment of me without cause,

O you who have prolonged estrangement without cause

Has no shortcoming in this prolongation become apparent to you?

Does it not seem to you shortened in prolonging?

ومُنكراً ما أُلاقي في مَحبّتِه

ومُنكراً ما أُلاقي في مَحبّتِه

حُبّي كطَرفِكَ بين النّاسِ مَشْهورُ

حُبّي كطَرفِكَ بين النّاسِ مَشْهورُ

And you who deny what I suffer in loving him,

And denying what I face in his love

My love, like your gaze, is well known among people.

My love for you among people is well known

أَنّا الكثيبُ المعنَّى في هواك وإنْ

أَنّا الكثيبُ المعنَّى في هواك وإنْ

أظهرتُ أني بما ألقاهُ مَسْرورُ

أظهرتُ أني بما ألقاهُ مَسْرورُ

I am the sand dune, tormented by love for you, even if

I am truthful in my passion for you, even if

I have shown that I am happy with what I endure.

Outwardly I pretend to be happy with what has transpired

ألاَ خلاصٌ لِقَلْبِي مِن صَبابتِهِ

ألاَ خلاصٌ لِقَلْبِي مِن صَبابتِهِ

فإِنَّه في تعاطي الحُبِّ مَغْروراً

فإِنَّه في تعاطي الحُبِّ مَغْروراً

Is there no release for my heart from its passionate longing?

Alas, my heart cannot be saved from its youthful folly

For it is deluded in its pursuit of love.

For it is vain in the pursuit of love

كم ذا أُكابدُ ما لَوْ مَرَّ أَيْسَرُهُ

كم ذا أُكابدُ ما لَوْ مَرَّ أَيْسَرُهُ

بالطُّورِ دُكَّ لَهُ مِن ثقْلِه الطُّورُ

بالطُّورِ دُكَّ لَهُ مِن ثقْلِه الطُّورُ

How much I endure! If even the least of it passed

How much I suffer, which if its least

Over Mount al-Tur, Mount al-Tur would be crushed beneath its weight.

Had befallen Tur, Tur would have collapsed under its weight

وكم أرَى طاوياً كَشْحي عَلى شجَنٍ

وكم أرَى طاوياً كَشْحي عَلى شجَنٍ

ونارُ شوقٍ لَها في القَلبِ تَسعيرُ

ونارُ شوقٍ لَها في القَلبِ تَسعيرُ

And how often I am seen folding my flank over sorrow,

And how much I see my patience folded over agony

While a fire of longing is kindled within the heart.

While the fire of longing rages within my heart

وكم أراقب ساري الطَّيفِ يطرقني

وكم أراقب ساري الطَّيفِ يطرقني

وإِنّما الطّيفُ تَخْييلٌ وتَزْويرُ

وإِنّما الطّيفُ تَخْييلٌ وتَزْويرُ

And how often I watch for the night-wandering phantom to visit me,

And how much I watch the phantom of his apparition visiting me

Yet the phantom is only illusion and deception.

When in fact it is but imaginary and false

يا لَلْحِمى كم على واديةِ طلّ دمٌ

يا لَلْحِمى كم على واديةِ طلّ دمٌ

وكم فُؤاد محبٍّ ثَمَّ مأْسورُ

وكم فُؤاد محبٍّ ثَمَّ مأْسورُ

Alas for the sanctuary! How much blood in its valley has gone unavenged!

Oh my fever! How much blood is shed in the valley of yearning

And how many a lover's heart is held captive there!

And how many a lover's heart is then imprisoned

وبي مَليك جمالٍ سيفُ مُقلتِهِ

وبي مَليك جمالٍ سيفُ مُقلتِهِ

مُظفرٌ بقلوب النّاسِ منصورُ

مُظفرٌ بقلوب النّاسِ منصورُ

And I am smitten with a king of beauty; the sword of his eye

And I have a king of beauty whose sharp sword

Is triumphant over people's hearts, victorious.

Is victorious over people's hearts, triumphant

نبيُّ حُسْنٍ له من روضِ وجنَتِه

نبيُّ حُسْنٍ له من روضِ وجنَتِه

جنّات عَدْنٍ ومن ألحاظِهِ حُورُ

جنّات عَدْنٍ ومن ألحاظِهِ حُورُ

A prophet of beauty, who has from the garden of his cheek

A prophet of beauty, for him from his meadows and gardens

Gardens of Eden, and from his glances, houris.

Are paradises of Eden, and from his glances, maidens