أظنُّكَ لو علمتَ بفرطِ حبَّي

أظنُّكَ لو علمتَ بفرطِ حبَّي

لما عذَّبتَ بالهجرانِ قلبي

لما عذَّبتَ بالهجرانِ قلبي

I think that, if you knew the intensity of my love,

I think if you knew the extent of my love

you would not torment my heart with estrangement.

You would not have tortured my heart with estrangement

ولو عاينتَني ابكي غراماً

ولو عاينتَني ابكي غراماً

بدمعٍ فيه بعدَ البينِ شُرْبي

بدمعٍ فيه بعدَ البينِ شُرْبي

And if you saw me weeping out of passion,

And if you saw me crying from passion

with tears that, since parting, have been my drink,

With tears in which the remoteness of my beloved mingles

رثيتُ لما أُلاقيهِ وحسبي

رثيتُ لما أُلاقيهِ وحسبي

بأنْ ترثي لِما ألقاهُ حسبي

بأنْ ترثي لِما ألقاهُ حسبي

I would be pitied for what I endure; and enough for me—

I would have wept for what I suffer and that is enough for me

that you pity what I suffer—enough for me.

That you weep for what you have inflicted, that is enough for me

أيا رشأً اعارَ الظبيَ جيداً

أيا رشأً اعارَ الظبيَ جيداً

يُدِلُّ بحسنِه في كلَّ سربِ

يُدِلُّ بحسنِه في كلَّ سربِ

O fawn who lent the gazelle a neck,

O slender gazelle who lent beauty to the neck

flaunting its beauty in every herd.

Whose charm shows through every herd

لقد وكَّلْتَ بالتَّسهادِ عيني

لقد وكَّلْتَ بالتَّسهادِ عيني

وبالبَلْبالِ لمّا بنتَ لُبَّي

وبالبَلْبالِ لمّا بنتَ لُبَّي

You have indeed consigned my eye to sleeplessness,

You have appointed my eyes to wakefulness

and my mind to turmoil when you departed.

And to shedding tears since you created my affection

فِنْ يكنِ الغرامُ ولا أُحاشي

فِنْ يكنِ الغرامُ ولا أُحاشي

إدا ذنبي إليكَ فدامَ ذنبي

إدا ذنبي إليكَ فدامَ ذنبي

So if passionate love is—and I make no exception—

If passion is no sin, nor can I refrain from it

my sin against you, then may my sin endure.

If my sin to you persists, then let my sin persist

يميناً أن يَدُمْ هجري سأقضي

يميناً أن يَدُمْ هجري سأقضي

واِنْ لم يَدْنُ نحبي منه نُحْ بي

واِنْ لم يَدْنُ نحبي منه نُحْ بي

I swear: if my being forsaken lasts, I shall die;

I swear if estrangement from you continues, I will endure it

and if my death does not draw near because of it, mourn for me.

And if my love does not draw near to it, I will draw near my love

وكم لي فيكَ آمالٌ تُريني

وكم لي فيكَ آمالٌ تُريني

مكانَ رضايّ بعدَ وَشِيْكِ عَتْبي

مكانَ رضايّ بعدَ وَشِيْكِ عَتْبي

And how many hopes I have in you that show me

And how much hope I have in you that shows me

where my contentment lies after my swift reproach.

The place of my pleasures after impending reprimand