1. رُوَيدَكَ قَد أَفنَيتَ يا بَينُ أَدمُعي

    وَحَسبُكَ قَد أَضنَيتَ يا شَوقُ أَضلُعي

    Gently now—you have exhausted my tears, O separation.

    And enough—you have worn down my ribs, O longing.

  2. إِلى كَم أُقاسي فُرقَةً بَعدَ فُرقَةٍ

    وَحَتّى مَتى يا بَينُ أَنتَ مَعي مَعي

    For how long must I endure parting after parting?

    And how long, O separation, will you remain with me, with me?

  3. لَقَد ظَلَمَتني وَاِستَطالَت يَدُ النَوى

    وَقَد طَمِعَت في جانِبي كُلَّ مَطمَعِ

    Indeed, the hand of distance has wronged me and overreached,

    And has coveted me in every possible way.

  4. فَلا كانَ مَن قَد عَرَّفَ البَينَ مَوضِعي

    لَقَد كُنتُ مِنهُ في جَنابٍ مُمَنَّعِ

    So may whoever revealed my whereabouts to separation be no more!

    Indeed, I had been in a refuge impregnable to it.

  5. فَيا راحِلاً لَم أَدرِ كَيفَ رَحيلُهُ

    لِما راعَني مِن خَطبِهِ المُتَسَرِّعِ

    So, O departing one, I knew not how he departed,

    For the sudden calamity of his leaving had so alarmed me.

  6. يُلاطِفُني بِالقَولِ عِندَ وَداعِهِ

    لِيُذهِبَ عَنّي لَوعَتي وَتَفَجُّعي

    He spoke gently to me as he bade farewell,

    To dispel my burning anguish and my lamentation.

  7. وَلَمّا قَضى التَوديعُ فينا قَضاءَهُ

    رَجَعتُ وَلَكِن لا تَسَل كَيفَ مَرجِعي

    And when farewell had carried out its decree upon us,

    I returned—but do not ask how I returned.

  8. فَيا عَينِيَ العَبرى عَلَيَّ فَأَسكِبي

    وَيا كَبِدي الحَرّى عَليهِم تَقَطَّعي

    So, O my tearful eye, pour your tears over me,

    And, O my burning liver, tear yourself apart for them.

  9. جَزى اللَهُ ذاكَ الوَجهَ خَيرَ جَزائِهِ

    وَحَيَّتهُ عَنّي الشَمسُ في كُلِّ مَطلَعِ

    May God grant that face His finest reward,

    And may the sun greet him on my behalf at every rising.

  10. وَيارَبَّ جَدِّد كُلَّما هَبَّتِ الصَبا

    سَلامي عَلى ذاكَ الحَبيبِ المُوَدَّعِ

    And, O Lord, renew, whenever the east wind blows,

    My greeting to that beloved to whom I bade farewell.

  11. قِفوا بَعدَنا تَلقَوا مَكانَ حَديثِنا

    لَهُ أَرَجٌ كَالعَنبَرِ المُتَضَوِّعِ

    Pause after we are gone; you will find that the place where we spoke

    Has a fragrance like ambergris spreading its scent.

  12. فَيَعلَقَ في أَثوابِكُم مِن تُرابِهِ

    شَذا المِسكِ مَهما يُغسَلِ الثَوبُ يَسطَعِ

    So from its dust there will cling to your garments

    The scent of musk; however often the garment is washed, it still wafts forth.

  13. أَأَحبابَنا لَم أَنسَكُم وَحَياتِكُم

    وَما كانَ عِندي وُدُّكُم بِمُضَيَّعِ

    O our beloved ones, I have not forgotten you—by your lives!

    Nor was your love ever neglected in my keeping.

  14. عَتَبتُم فَلا وَاللَهِ ما خُنتُ عَهدَكُم

    وَما كُنتُ في ذاكَ الوَدادِ بُمِدَّعي

    You reproached me—but no, by God, I have not broken faith with you.

    Nor was I a pretender in that love.

  15. وَقُلتُم عَلِمنا ما جَرى مِنكَ كُلَّهُ

    فَلا تَظلِموني ما جَرى غَيرَ أَدمُعي

    And you said, 'We know all that has come from you.'

    So do not wrong me; nothing has flowed but my tears.

  16. كَما قُلتُمُ يَهنيكَ نَومُكَ بَعدَنا

    وَمِن أَينَ نَومٌ لِلكَئيبِ المُرَوَّعِ

    As you said, 'May you enjoy your sleep after we are gone!'

    And where can the sorrowful, terror-stricken find sleep?

  17. إِذا كُنتُ يَقظاناً أَراكُم وَأَنتُمُ

    مُقيمونَ في قَلبي وَطَرفي وَمِسمَعي

    When I am awake, I see you, and you are

    Dwelling in my heart, my eye, and my ear.

  18. فَما لِيَ حَتّى أَطلُبَ النَومَ في الهَوى

    أَقولُ لَعَلَّ الطَيفَ يَطرُقُ مَضجَعي

    Why, then, do I seek sleep in love?

    I say, 'Perhaps the dream-vision will visit my bed by night.'

  19. مَلَأتُم فُؤادي في الهَوى فَهوَ مُترَعٌ

    وَلا كانَ قَلبٌ في الهَوى غَيرَ مُترَعِ

    You have filled my heart with love, so it is brimming;

    And may no heart in love be anything but brimming.

  20. وَلَم يَبقَ فيهِ مَوضِعٌ لِسِواكُمُ

    وَمَن ذا الَّذي يَأوي إِلى غَيرِ مَوضِعِ

    And no room remains in it for anyone but you,

    And who would take shelter where there is no room?

  21. لَحى اللَهُ قَلبي هَكَذا هُوَ لَم يَزَل

    يَحِنُّ وَيَصبو لا يَفيقُ وَلا يَعي

    May God rebuke my heart! It has always been this way:

    It yearns and pines, neither coming to its senses nor understanding.

  22. فَلا عاذِلي يَنفَكُّ عَنِّيَ إِصبَعاً

    وَقَد وَقَعَت في رَزَّةِ الحِبِّ إِصبَعي

    So my reproacher never draws a finger's breadth away from me,

    And my finger has become caught in the beloved's latch-ring.

  23. لَئِن كانَ لِلعُشّاقِ قَلبٌ مُصَرَّعٌ

    فَما كانَ فيهِم مَصرَعٌ مِثلُ مَصرَعي

    If indeed among lovers there is a heart laid low,

    Then no downfall among them has ever been like mine.