ما لَهُ عَنّي مالا

ما لَهُ عَنّي مالا

وَتَجَنّى فَأَطالا

وَتَجَنّى فَأَطالا

Why has he turned away from me

He is not to blame for my plight

And blamed me unjustly, prolonging it?

Though he drew away and prolonged my night

أَتُرى ذاكَ دَلالا

أَتُرى ذاكَ دَلالا

مِن حَبيبي أَو مَلالا

مِن حَبيبي أَو مَلالا

Could that be coyness

I wonder, is this a sign

From my beloved, or boredom?

Of boredom with me, or inclination?

أَتُرى يَقبَلُ عُذري

أَتُرى يَقبَلُ عُذري

إِذ أَنا جِئتُ سُؤالا

إِذ أَنا جِئتُ سُؤالا

Will he, I wonder, accept my excuse

Will he accept my excuse

Now that I have come as a supplicant?

When I came to him imploring?

فَلَقَد أَرخَصَني مَن

فَلَقَد أَرخَصَني مَن

أَنا فيهِ أَتغالى

أَنا فيهِ أَتغالى

For I have been cheapened by the one

For he who has indulged me

I prize beyond all measure.

Allows me now to impose

هُوَ مَعذورٌ رَأى النا

هُوَ مَعذورٌ رَأى النا

سَ يَقولونَ فَقالا

سَ يَقولونَ فَقالا

He is excused: he saw people

My lord saw the people saying

Speaking, and so he spoke.

And so he spoke and opposed

سَيِّدي لَم يُبقِ لي هَج

سَيِّدي لَم يُبقِ لي هَج

رُكَ بَينَ الناسِ حالا

رُكَ بَينَ الناسِ حالا

My master, your desertion has left me

My master left me no dignity

No standing among people.

Amongst the people at all

أَنتَ روحي لا أَرى لي

أَنتَ روحي لا أَرى لي

عَنكَ يا روحي اِنفِصالا

عَنكَ يا روحي اِنفِصالا

You are my soul; I cannot imagine

You are my soul, I see no separation

Parting from you, O my soul.

From you, O my soul, at all

فَإِذا غِبتَ تَلَفَّ

فَإِذا غِبتَ تَلَفَّ

تُّ يَميناً وَشِمالا

تُّ يَميناً وَشِمالا

So when you are gone, I look

So when you are absent I toss

To the right and to the left.

Left and right in my distress

كَيفَ أَنسى لَكَ أَو أَس

كَيفَ أَنسى لَكَ أَو أَس

لو جَميلاً وَجَمالا

لو جَميلاً وَجَمالا

How could I forget, or grow indifferent to,

How could I forget you or replace

Your kindness and beauty?

One so lovely and beautiful?

أَنتَ في الحُسنِ إِمامٌ

أَنتَ في الحُسنِ إِمامٌ

فيكَ قَلبي يَتَوالى

فيكَ قَلبي يَتَوالى

You are an exemplar of beauty;

You are the imam of beauty

My heart remains loyal to you.

In you my heart is engrossed

لا وَحَقِّ اللَهِ ماظَنُّ

لا وَحَقِّ اللَهِ ماظَنُّ

كَ في حَقّي حَلالا

كَ في حَقّي حَلالا

No, by the truth of God, your suspicion

No, by God, I cannot believe

Of me is not lawful.

You could be to me unlawful

إِنَّ بَعضَ الظَنِّ إِثمٌ

إِنَّ بَعضَ الظَنِّ إِثمٌ

صَدَقَ اللَهُ تَعالى

صَدَقَ اللَهُ تَعالى

Indeed, some suspicion is a sin.

To suspect some wrong is a sin

God Most High has spoken truly.

God speaks the truth, He is sublime