لَكِ اللَهُ كَم أودَعتِ قَلبيَ مِن أَسى

لَكِ اللَهُ كَم أودَعتِ قَلبيَ مِن أَسى

وَكَم لَكِ ما بَينَ الجَوانِحِ مِن كَلْمِ

وَكَم لَكِ ما بَينَ الجَوانِحِ مِن كَلْمِ

God be with you—how much sorrow you have lodged in my heart!

Oh heart, how much sorrow she left in you

And how many wounds between my ribs are of your making!

And how many words between my ribs are for her

لَحاظُكِ طولَ الدَهرِ حَربٌ لِمُهجَتي

لَحاظُكِ طولَ الدَهرِ حَربٌ لِمُهجَتي

أَلا رَحمَةٌ تُثنيك يَوما إِلى سَلمي

أَلا رَحمَةٌ تُثنيك يَوما إِلى سَلمي

Your glances are forever at war with my soul.

To be close to her is an endless war upon my soul

Is there no mercy to turn you one day toward peace with me?

Will she never show mercy and make peace with me?