ياO حَسَنَbeautiful الخَلقِthe physical form قَبيحَugly الأَخلاقthe character
يا حَسَنَ الخَلقِ قَبيحَ الأَخلاق
إِنّيindeed I عَلىdespite ذاكَthat إِلَيكَfor you مُشتاقyearning
إِنّي عَلى ذاكَ إِلَيكَ مُشتاق
O you, beautiful in form but ugly in character!
O you of fair appearance but ugly morals
Indeed, despite that, I yearn for you.
Indeed for that I yearn for you
رُبَّmany a مُصافٍsincere lover عَلِقٍenamored بِمَذّاقof a false-hearted one
رُبَّ مُصافٍ عَلِقٍ بِمَذّاق
إِنَّindeed مَوَدّاتِaffections القُلوبِof the hearts أَرزاقallotted gifts
إِنَّ مَوَدّاتِ القُلوبِ أَرزاق
Many a sincere lover is enamored of a false-hearted one.
Many a converser is attached to taste
Indeed, hearts' affections are allotted gifts.
Indeed affection of hearts is provision
ياah هَلis there لِدائيfor my illness مِنfrom هَواكَlove for you إِفراقrecovery
يا هَل لِدائي مِن هَواكَ إِفراق
هَيهاتَfar from it ماhow أَعضَلَintractable داءَthe sickness العُشّاقof lovers
هَيهاتَ ما أَعضَلَ داءَ العُشّاق
Ah, is there recovery for my sickness born of love for you?
O is there for my malady a cure from your love
Far from it! How intractable is the sickness of lovers!
Alas no malady of lovers heals