أَغيبُ فَأَنسى كُلَّ شَيءٍ سِوى الهَوى

أَغيبُ فَأَنسى كُلَّ شَيءٍ سِوى الهَوى

وَإِن فَجَعَتني بِالحَبيبِ النَوائِبُ

وَإِن فَجَعَتني بِالحَبيبِ النَوائِبُ

I go away and forget everything but love,

I disappear and forget everything but passion

even if misfortunes rob me of my beloved.

And if misfortunes afflict me for the sake of the beloved

وَلا زادَ يَومُ البَينِ إِلّا صَبابَةً

وَلا زادَ يَومُ البَينِ إِلّا صَبابَةً

فَلا الشَوقُ مَنسِيٌّ وَلا الدَمعُ ناضِبُ

فَلا الشَوقُ مَنسِيٌّ وَلا الدَمعُ ناضِبُ

And the day of parting has only deepened my yearning;

And the day of separation only increases ardency

so longing is not forgotten, nor do tears run dry.

So neither yearning is forgotten nor are tears exhausted

أَحِنُّ إِذا حَنَّت رِكابي وَفي الحَشا

أَحِنُّ إِذا حَنَّت رِكابي وَفي الحَشا

بَلابِلُ لا تَعيا بِهِنَّ النَجائِبُ

بَلابِلُ لا تَعيا بِهِنَّ النَجائِبُ

I yearn when my riding camels moan, and within my heart

I yearn when my riding camel yearns and in the desert

are sorrows that do not weary the thoroughbred camels.

Nightingales that riders do not heed with their cries

فَعِندي اِشتِياقٌ ما يَحِنُّ أَخو الهَوى

فَعِندي اِشتِياقٌ ما يَحِنُّ أَخو الهَوى

وَعِندي لُغوبٌ ما تَحِنُّ الرَكائِبُ

وَعِندي لُغوبٌ ما تَحِنُّ الرَكائِبُ

So I have longing as long as a lover yearns,

For I have a longing that makes the passionate kindred yearn

and I have weariness as long as the riding camels moan.

And I have an affection that makes the riding camels yearn

وَإِنّي لَأَرعى مِن وَدادِ أَحِبَّتي

وَإِنّي لَأَرعى مِن وَدادِ أَحِبَّتي

عَلى بُعُدٍ ما لا تُراعي الأَقارِبُ

عَلى بُعُدٍ ما لا تُراعي الأَقارِبُ

And in my love for those dear to me, I surely preserve,

And I care more passionately for my loved ones

even from afar, what kinsfolk fail to preserve.

From a distance that does not consider relatives