بَرَكت تَلوحُ وَفي الفُؤاد بَلابِلُ

بَرَكت تَلوحُ وَفي الفُؤاد بَلابِلُ

سفَهاً وَهَل يُثني الحَليمَ الجاهِلُ

سفَهاً وَهَل يُثني الحَليمَ الجاهِلُ

Barakat gestures, while turmoil fills the heart,

Blessings beckon, while in my heart confusion stirs,

foolishly—and can the ignorant dissuade the forbearing?

Should the wise be swayed by fools?

يا هَذِهِ كفِّي فَإِنّي عاشِقٌ

يا هَذِهِ كفِّي فَإِنّي عاشِقٌ

مَن لا يَرُدُّ هَوايَ عَنها عاذِلُ

مَن لا يَرُدُّ هَوايَ عَنها عاذِلُ

O woman, desist, for I am in love

Oh my hands, restrain yourselves, for I am a lover,

with one from whom no reproacher can turn my love away.

Whose passion cannot be dissuaded.

حُبّ اعتِمادٍ في الجَوانِحِ ساكِنٌ

حُبّ اعتِمادٍ في الجَوانِحِ ساكِنٌ

لا القَلبُ ضاقَ بِهِ وَلا هُوَ راحِلُ

لا القَلبُ ضاقَ بِهِ وَلا هُوَ راحِلُ

Love for I'timad dwells within my ribs;

A love has settled in my heart and soul,

my heart has not grown too narrow for it, nor is it departing.

Neither overflowing, nor ready to depart.

يا ظَبيَةً سَلَبَت فُؤادَ مُحَمدٍ

يا ظَبيَةً سَلَبَت فُؤادَ مُحَمدٍ

أَوَ لَم يُرَوّعكِ الهَزبرُ الباسِلُ

أَوَ لَم يُرَوّعكِ الهَزبرُ الباسِلُ

O gazelle who stole Muhammad's heart,

Oh graceful gazelle, you have stolen Muhammad’s heart,

and did the valiant lion not frighten you?

Does the fierce lion not frighten you?

مَن شَكَّ أَنّي هائِمٌ بِكِ مُغرَمٌ

مَن شَكَّ أَنّي هائِمٌ بِكِ مُغرَمٌ

فَعَلى هَواكِ لَهُ عليّ دَلائِلُ

فَعَلى هَواكِ لَهُ عليّ دَلائِلُ

Whoever doubts that I am lost in love and enamored of you,

Let none doubt that I am lovesick and infatuated,

then in me he has proofs of my love for you:

For my devotion is proven.

لَونٌ كَسَتهُ صُفرَةٌ وَمَدامِعٌ

لَونٌ كَسَتهُ صُفرَةٌ وَمَدامِعٌ

هَطَلَت سَحائِبُها وَجِسمٌ ناحِلُ

هَطَلَت سَحائِبُها وَجِسمٌ ناحِلُ

a complexion clothed in yellow pallor, and tearful eyes

A complexion the color of yellow chiffon, and teary eyes,

whose clouds have poured down, and an emaciated body.

Pouring down like rainclouds, on a frail body.