أَستَودِعُ اللَهَ مَن إِن حَلَّ أَو ظَعَنا

أَستَودِعُ اللَهَ مَن إِن حَلَّ أَو ظَعَنا

لَم يَتَّخِذ غَيرَ أَحشائي لَهُ وَطَنا

لَم يَتَّخِذ غَيرَ أَحشائي لَهُ وَطَنا

I entrust to God the one who, whether he alights or journeys on,

I entrust to God the one who, whether he stays or departs,

has made no homeland for himself but my inmost being.

Has taken no home for himself but my innermost being.

يا ساكِناً في فُؤادي وَهوَ يُحرِقُهُ

يا ساكِناً في فُؤادي وَهوَ يُحرِقُهُ

وَلَيسَ قَلبي بِراضٍ غَيرهُ سَكَنا

وَلَيسَ قَلبي بِراضٍ غَيرهُ سَكَنا

O you who dwell within my heart and set it aflame,

O dweller in my heart, even as you burn it,

yet my heart accepts no one but you as its dweller.

Yet my heart is content with no other dweller.

يا قاتِلي عامِداً لَو قيلَ هَل أَحَدٌ

يا قاتِلي عامِداً لَو قيلَ هَل أَحَدٌ

يُحِبُّ قاتِلَهُ عَمداً لَقُلتُ أَنا

يُحِبُّ قاتِلَهُ عَمداً لَقُلتُ أَنا

O you who deliberately slay me—if someone asked, “Is there anyone

O you who kill me deliberately! If asked, 'Is there anyone

who loves his deliberate killer?” I would answer: “I.”

Who deliberately loves his killer?' I would say, 'I do.'

أَما وَأَجفانِكَ الوَسنى وَمَنظَرِكَ ال

أَما وَأَجفانِكَ الوَسنى وَمَنظَرِكَ ال

أَسنى لَقَد هَجَرَت أَجفانِيَ الوَسَنا

أَسنى لَقَد هَجَرَت أَجفانِيَ الوَسَنا

Indeed, by your languorous eyelids and your most—

Indeed, by your drowsy eyelids and your countenance—

radiant aspect, sleep has deserted my own eyelids.

Most radiant—my eyelids have indeed forsaken slumber.

لا تَحسِبوا أَنَّني مِن بَعدِ بُعدِكُمُ

لا تَحسِبوا أَنَّني مِن بَعدِ بُعدِكُمُ

نَظَرتُ في الناسِ يَوماً مَنظَراً حَسَنا

نَظَرتُ في الناسِ يَوماً مَنظَراً حَسَنا

Do not suppose that, after you went far away,

Do not think that, since you went away,

I ever looked among mankind, even for a day, upon a lovely sight.

I have ever beheld a beautiful sight among people.

وَداعُكُم أَودَعَ الأَسقامَ في بَدَني

وَداعُكُم أَودَعَ الأَسقامَ في بَدَني

مُذ حَثَّ حاديكُم يَومَ النَوى البُدُنا

مُذ حَثَّ حاديكُم يَومَ النَوى البُدُنا

Your farewell lodged every sickness in my body,

Your farewell lodged ailments in my body,

ever since your camel-driver, on separation’s day, urged the stout camels on.

Since your camel-driver urged on the stout camels on the day of parting.

أَنتُم خَلَعتُم عَلَينا مِن صُدودِكُمُ

أَنتُم خَلَعتُم عَلَينا مِن صُدودِكُمُ

لَمّا نَزَعنا ثِيابَ الصَبرِ ثَوبَ ضَنى

لَمّا نَزَعنا ثِيابَ الصَبرِ ثَوبَ ضَنى

Through your rejection, you clothed us,

You bestowed upon us, through your rejection,

when we shed patience’s garments, in a robe of wasting pain.

When we shed the robes of patience, a robe of wasting sickness.

أَودَعتُمُ السَّمعَ قِدماً مِن حَديثِكُمُ

أَودَعتُمُ السَّمعَ قِدماً مِن حَديثِكُمُ

عُقودَ دُرٍّ عَلَت لَمّا غَلَت ثَمَنا

عُقودَ دُرٍّ عَلَت لَمّا غَلَت ثَمَنا

Long ago, from your speech, you lodged within our hearing

Long ago you entrusted to my hearing, through your words,

pearl necklaces that rose in worth as their price grew dear.

Pearl necklaces, exalted as their price grew dear.

خُذوا دُموعي الَّتي مِن مُقلَتي اِنتَثَرَت

خُذوا دُموعي الَّتي مِن مُقلَتي اِنتَثَرَت

فَهيَ العُقودُ الَّتي أَودَعتُمُ الأُذُنا

فَهيَ العُقودُ الَّتي أَودَعتُمُ الأُذُنا

Take these tears of mine, scattered from my eye:

Take my tears, which have scattered from my eye;

they are the necklaces you lodged within the ear.

For they are the necklaces you entrusted to my ear.

نِمتُم وَأَسهَرتُمونا وَحشَةً لَكُمُ

نِمتُم وَأَسهَرتُمونا وَحشَةً لَكُمُ

أَوحَشتُمونا وَما تَستَوحِشونَ لَنا

أَوحَشتُمونا وَما تَستَوحِشونَ لَنا

You slept and kept us wakeful, lonely for you;

You slept and kept us sleepless with loneliness for you;

you left us desolate, yet never pine for us.

You made us lonely, yet feel no loneliness for us.

جَدَّ الرَحيلُ غَداةَ البَينِ وَاِرتَحَلوا

جَدَّ الرَحيلُ غَداةَ البَينِ وَاِرتَحَلوا

واحَسرَتا مِن سُرورِ الشامِتينَ بِنا

واحَسرَتا مِن سُرورِ الشامِتينَ بِنا

At separation’s dawn, departure grew urgent, and they rode away—

Departure grew urgent on the morning of separation, and they left;

alas for my grief at the joy of those who gloat over us.

Alas for the joy of those who gloat over us!

وَغادَروني أُنادي خَلفَ عيسِهُمُ

وَغادَروني أُنادي خَلفَ عيسِهُمُ

رِفقاً فَواحَرَبا لِلبَينِ واحَزَنا

رِفقاً فَواحَرَبا لِلبَينِ واحَزَنا

They left me calling behind their pale camels,

And they left me calling out behind their pale camels:

“Gently!” O what a war separation wages—what sorrow!

Be gentle! Ah, what ruin in parting! Ah, my grief!

لَو قيلَ لي ما تَمَنّى قُلتُ عَودُ لَيا

لَو قيلَ لي ما تَمَنّى قُلتُ عَودُ لَيا

لينا بِخَيفِ مِنى حَسبي بِذاكَ مُنى

لينا بِخَيفِ مِنى حَسبي بِذاكَ مُنى

If asked what I wished for, I would say: the return of our ni—

If asked, 'What do you wish?' I would say, 'The return of our nights

—ghts at Khayf of Mina; that alone is wish enough for me.

At Khayf Mina—that is wish enough for me.'

وَلَستُ آيَسُ مِن لُطفِ الإِلَهِ بِأَن

وَلَستُ آيَسُ مِن لُطفِ الإِلَهِ بِأَن

يَقضي بِعَودِ لَيالي الوَصلِ تَجمَعُنا

يَقضي بِعَودِ لَيالي الوَصلِ تَجمَعُنا

Yet I do not despair of God’s graciousness—that He may

Nor do I despair of God's kindness in

ordain the return of union’s nights and gather us again.

Decreeing the return of nights of union that bring us together.