دارىَ الغَرامَ وَرامَ أَن يَتَكَتَّما

دارىَ الغَرامَ وَرامَ أَن يَتَكَتَّما

وَأَبى لِسانُ دُموعِهِ فَتَكَلَّما

وَأَبى لِسانُ دُموعِهِ فَتَكَلَّما

He hid his passion and sought to keep it secret.

My home of passion wished to keep hidden

But the tongue of his tears refused, and spoke out.

But my tearful tongue refused, and spoke

رَحَلوا وَأَخفى وَجدَهُ فَأَذاعَهُ

رَحَلوا وَأَخفى وَجدَهُ فَأَذاعَهُ

ماءُ الشُجون مُصرّحا وَمجمجما

ماءُ الشُجون مُصرّحا وَمجمجما

They departed, and he hid his longing, but it was revealed

They left, hiding their ache, but it leaked out

By the water of sorrows, speaking plainly and in murmurs.

The water of sorrows betrayed it, murmuring clearly

وَسايَرَتُهُم وَاللَيلُ غُفلٌ ثَوبُهُ

وَسايَرَتُهُم وَاللَيلُ غُفلٌ ثَوبُهُ

حَتّى تَراءى لِلنَواظِرِ مَعلما

حَتّى تَراءى لِلنَواظِرِ مَعلما

And I walked beside them while night's robe was unadorned,

And the night accompanied them, its gown heedless

Until it appeared adorned to watching eyes.

Until it appeared to observers as a guide

فَوَقفتُ ثَمَّ محيّراً وَتسلّبت

فَوَقفتُ ثَمَّ محيّراً وَتسلّبت

مِني يَدُ الاصباحِ تِلكَ الأُنجُما

مِني يَدُ الاصباحِ تِلكَ الأُنجُما

So I stood there bewildered, and was robbed

So I stopped, confused there, and was robbed

Of those stars by the hand of dawn.

By the hand of dawn, of those stars