لا تَزِد في الهَوى عَلَيَّ

لا تَزِد في الهَوى عَلَيَّ

إِنَّ رُشدَ المُحِبِّ غَيَّ

إِنَّ رُشدَ المُحِبِّ غَيَّ

Do not press me further over love;

Do not increase your love for me,

indeed, a lover's wisdom is folly.

Indeed, the sanity of a lover is lost.

كَيفَ أُخفي الهَوى وَقَد

كَيفَ أُخفي الهَوى وَقَد

خَرَجَ الأَمرُ مِن يَدَيَّ

خَرَجَ الأَمرُ مِن يَدَيَّ

How can I conceal my love, when

How can I hide this love when

the matter has slipped from my hands?

The matter has gone out of my hands?

أَنا في الحُبِّ مَيِّتٌ

أَنا في الحُبِّ مَيِّتٌ

وَعَذولي يَقولُ حَيَّ

وَعَذولي يَقولُ حَيَّ

I am dead in love,

I am dead in love,

yet my reprover says I am alive.

Yet my own self says I'm alive.

لي غَرامٌ مِنَ الصِبا

لي غَرامٌ مِنَ الصِبا

بَعدُ في النَفسِ مِنهُ شَيَّ

بَعدُ في النَفسِ مِنهُ شَيَّ

I have a passion dating from youth;

I have a passion from youth

something of it still lingers in my soul.

That still stirs deep within me.

وَحبيبِ فَلا تَسَل

وَحبيبِ فَلا تَسَل

أَيُّ تيهٍ لَهُ وَأَيَّ

أَيُّ تيهٍ لَهُ وَأَيَّ

And a beloved—do not ask

As for my love, do not ask

what haughtiness is his—what haughtiness!

Which loss bewilders him, which does not.

شَمسُ حُسنٍ لَهُ مِنَ ال

شَمسُ حُسنٍ لَهُ مِنَ ال

شَعرِ ظِلٌّ لَهُ وَفِيَّ

شَعرِ ظِلٌّ لَهُ وَفِيَّ

A sun of beauty, whose

He is a sun of beauty whose

hair gives him unfailing shade.

Shadow of hair falls over me.

وَمُسيءٍ كَأَنَّهُ

وَمُسيءٍ كَأَنَّهُ

أَبَداً مُحسِنٌ إِلَيَّ

أَبَداً مُحسِنٌ إِلَيَّ

And one who wrongs me, as though he

And he who is unkind is as though

were always doing me good.

He were always good to me.

لَيتَهُ كانَ راضِياً

لَيتَهُ كانَ راضِياً

بَعدَ هَذا وَذا عَلَيَّ

بَعدَ هَذا وَذا عَلَيَّ

If only he were pleased

Would that he might be pleased

with me, after this and that.

With me after this and that.