لِحاظُكَ أَمضى مِنَ المُرهَفِ

لِحاظُكَ أَمضى مِنَ المُرهَفِ

وَريقُكَ أَحلى مِنَ القَرقَفِ

وَريقُكَ أَحلى مِنَ القَرقَفِ

Your glances are sharper than a honed blade,

Your glance is sharper than a sword

And your saliva is sweeter than wine.

And your saliva sweeter than wine

وَمِن سَيفِ لَحظِكَ لا أَتَّقي

وَمِن سَيفِ لَحظِكَ لا أَتَّقي

وَمِن خَمرِ ريقِكَ لا أَكتَفي

وَمِن خَمرِ ريقِكَ لا أَكتَفي

I do not guard against the sword of your glance,

I cannot evade your glance's blade

And I cannot get enough of the wine of your saliva.

Nor can I get enough of your wine

أُقاسي المَنونَ لِنَيلِ المُنى

أُقاسي المَنونَ لِنَيلِ المُنى

وَيالَيتَ هَذا بِهَذا يَفي

وَيالَيتَ هَذا بِهَذا يَفي

I endure death to attain my desires,

I suffer separation to gain union

And would that this were enough to gain them!

Would that this leads to that as remedy

زَها وَردُ خَدَّيكَ لَكِنَّهُ

زَها وَردُ خَدَّيكَ لَكِنَّهُ

بِغَيرِ النَواظِرِ لَم يُقطَفِ

بِغَيرِ النَواظِرِ لَم يُقطَفِ

The rose of your cheeks has blossomed, yet it

The rose of your cheek is fair indeed

Has never been plucked except by eyes.

But was plucked by eyes other than mine

وَقَد زَعَموا أَنَّهُ مَضعَفٌ

وَقَد زَعَموا أَنَّهُ مَضعَفٌ

وَما عَلِموا أَنَّهُ مُضعِفي

وَما عَلِموا أَنَّهُ مُضعِفي

And they have claimed that it is double-flowered,

And though they claimed it is double

Yet they did not know that it weakens me.

They knew not it makes me double over

مَلَكتَ فَهَل لِيَ مِن مُعتِقٍ

مَلَكتَ فَهَل لِيَ مِن مُعتِقٍ

وَجُرتَ فَهَل لِيَ مِن مُنصِفِ

وَجُرتَ فَهَل لِيَ مِن مُنصِفِ

You have enslaved me—is there anyone to free me?

You conquered me, is there any emancipator?

And you have wronged me—is there anyone to do me justice?

You fled away, is there one who can make me see?

مَدَدتُ إِلَيكَ يَدي سائِلاً

مَدَدتُ إِلَيكَ يَدي سائِلاً

أُعيذُكَ في الحُبِّ مِن مَوقِفي

أُعيذُكَ في الحُبِّ مِن مَوقِفي

I stretched out my hand to you, begging;

I stretched my hands asking for mercy

I pray you be spared my plight in love.

I seek your protection from my stance in love

لَقَد طابَ لِيَ فيكَ هَذا الغَرا

لَقَد طابَ لِيَ فيكَ هَذا الغَرا

مُ وَإِن صَحَّ لي أَنَّهُ مُتلِفي

مُ وَإِن صَحَّ لي أَنَّهُ مُتلِفي

Indeed, this passion for you has grown sweet to me,

How pleasant this love for me if true

Even if I know for certain that it will destroy me.

Even if verified that it will end one day

وَعَهدِيَ عَهدي لِذاكَ الوَفا

وَعَهدِيَ عَهدي لِذاكَ الوَفا

سَواءٌ وَفَيتَ وَإِن لَم تَفِ

سَواءٌ وَفَيتَ وَإِن لَم تَفِ

And my vow of fidelity remains unchanged,

My pledge is my pledge to that loyalty

Whether you keep faith or do not.

Be it you kept loyal or you did not

وَحَقِّ حَياتِكَ إِنّي اِمرُؤٌ

وَحَقِّ حَياتِكَ إِنّي اِمرُؤٌ

بِغَيرِ حَياتِكَ لَم أَحلِفِ

بِغَيرِ حَياتِكَ لَم أَحلِفِ

By the sanctity of your life, I am a man

By your life, I am a man who has not sworn

Who has never sworn by anything but your life.

By other than your life, this I affirm