هو الوَجْدُ لا شيلٌ هُناكَ ولا حَطُّ

هو الوَجْدُ لا شيلٌ هُناكَ ولا حَطُّ

ولا الحزبُ يُغْني حينَ يَعْدو ولا الرَّهْطُ

ولا الحزبُ يُغْني حينَ يَعْدو ولا الرَّهْطُ

It is rapture—there is no lifting there, nor setting down.

It is passion, neither burden there, nor luggage,

Neither faction nor band can help when it attacks.

Neither partisanship avails when it runs, nor company of friends,

أقامَ بهِ أَهْلَ الهَوى حَرُّ جَمْرهِ

أقامَ بهِ أَهْلَ الهَوى حَرُّ جَمْرهِ

وأقْعَدَهُمْ والوَجْدُ حَيَّاتُهُ رُقْطُ

وأقْعَدَهُمْ والوَجْدُ حَيَّاتُهُ رُقْطُ

Through it, its embers’ heat made lovers stand,

The people of passion established its burning ember,

And made them sit; rapture’s serpents are speckled.

And it made them sit while passion is their carpet,

لهُ في قُلوبِ العاشِقينَ فَعائِلٌ

لهُ في قُلوبِ العاشِقينَ فَعائِلٌ

لَعَمْرُكَ لم تَنْسُجْ كَمِنْوالِها الخِطُّ

لَعَمْرُكَ لم تَنْسُجْ كَمِنْوالِها الخِطُّ

It performs deeds in the hearts of lovers;

It has in the hearts of lovers families,

By your life, no striped fabric has woven a pattern like theirs.

By your life, the writing has not woven its like ever,

ومن قائِلٍ فَرْطُ الهَوى قد أضَرَّني

ومن قائِلٍ فَرْطُ الهَوى قد أضَرَّني

وهل للهَوى في زَعمِ أصحابِهِ فَرطُ

وهل للهَوى في زَعمِ أصحابِهِ فَرطُ

And someone says, “Love’s excess has harmed me.”

And whoever says the excess of passion harmed me,

And is there any excess in love, in its devotees’ view?

Does passion according to its lovers' allegation have any excess?

عَجائِبُ ألفاظٍ حَكى الشَّوقُ بَعْضُها

عَجائِبُ ألفاظٍ حَكى الشَّوقُ بَعْضُها

وحارَ بها القُرَّاءُ وانْعَجَمَ الخَطُّ

وحارَ بها القُرَّاءُ وانْعَجَمَ الخَطُّ

Wondrous words—longing has recounted some of them;

Wonders of wordings which longing related some of them,

And readers were baffled by them, and the script became unintelligible.

And the readers were confused by it and the writing was foreignized,

وحَقِّكُمُ يا من بِكُم مِتُّ لَوْعةً

وحَقِّكُمُ يا من بِكُم مِتُّ لَوْعةً

على عَهْدِكُمْ لم أنْسَكُم أبَداً قَطُّ

على عَهْدِكُمْ لم أنْسَكُم أبَداً قَطُّ

And by your honor, O you for whom I died of burning anguish,

By your right, O you for whom I die of agony,

True to your covenant, I have never, ever forgotten you.

Since your time, I never forgot you, never.