يَحزُنُنيit saddens me أَنthat لاnot أَرىI see مَنthe one whom أُحِبُّهُI love him
يَحزُنُني أَن لا أَرى مَن أُحِبُّهُ
وَأَنَّand that مَعيwith me مَنsomeone whom لاnot أُحِبُّI love مُقيمُstaying
وَأَنَّ مَعي مَن لا أُحِبُّ مُقيمُ
It saddens me that I do not see the one I love,
And that someone I do not love stays with me.
أَحِنُّI yearn إِلىfor بابِthe door of الحَبيبِthe beloved وَأَهلِهِand his household
أَحِنُّ إِلى بابِ الحَبيبِ وَأَهلِهِ
وَأُشفِقُand I fear مِنof وَجدٍpassionate longing بِهِfor him وَأَهيمُand I wander lovesick
وَأُشفِقُ مِن وَجدٍ بِهِ وَأَهيمُ
I yearn for the beloved’s door and his household,
And I fear my longing for him, and wander lovesick.
وَإِنّيand I am لَمَشغوفٌindeed love-stricken مِنَby الوَجدِlonging وَالهَوىand passion
وَإِنّي لَمَشغوفٌ مِنَ الوَجدِ وَالهَوى
وَشَوقيand my longing إِلىfor وَجهِthe face of الحَبيبِthe beloved عَظيمُgreat
وَشَوقي إِلى وَجهِ الحَبيبِ عَظيمُ
And I am indeed consumed by longing and passion,
And my longing for the beloved’s face is great.
وَقَدand indeed ضاقَتhas grown narrow الدُنياthe world عَلَيَّaround me بِرُحبِهاdespite its vastness
وَقَد ضاقَت الدُنيا عَلَيَّ بِرُحبِها
فَيالَيتَso, if only مَنthe one whom أَهوىI love بِذاكَof that عَليمُaware
فَيالَيتَ مَن أَهوى بِذاكَ عَليمُ
And the world, despite its vastness, has grown narrow around me.
So, if only the one I love knew of this!