ياO لفْتَةَglance الظَّبيِthe gazelle منfrom غربيّthe western side of لَعْلَعَLaʿlaʿ فيin
يا لفْتَةَ الظَّبيِ من غربيّ لَعْلَعَ في
واديthe valley of العَقيقِal-ʿAqīq سلَبْتِyou have stolen القلبَthe heart فالْتَفِتيso turn to look
وادي العَقيقِ سلَبْتِ القلبَ فالْتَفِتي
O gazelle’s glance from the western side of Laʿlaʿ, in
the valley of al-ʿAqīq, you have stolen my heart—so turn to look.
وأَنتِand you ياO نَسمَةَbreeze of الواديthe valley علىat مَهَلٍleisure
وأَنتِ يا نَسمَةَ الوادي على مَهَلٍ
مُرِّيpass الهُوَيْناvery gently فقلبُfor the heart of الصَّبِّthe lovelorn one منكِbecause of you فَتِيyoung and tender
مُرِّي الهُوَيْنا فقلبُ الصَّبِّ منكِ فَتِي
And you, O breeze of the valley, unhurriedly
pass gently, for the lover’s heart is tender because of you.
ويلاهُwoe is me منfrom نارِthe fire of قلبٍa heart أَجَّblazed fiercely لاهِبُهاits flame
ويلاهُ من نارِ قلبٍ أَجَّ لاهِبُها
ماemphatic particle بينَbetween هَبَّابَةٍa blowing breeze تَسريwafts along ومُلْتَفِتِand one turning to look
ما بينَ هَبَّابَةٍ تَسري ومُلْتَفِتِ
Woe is me for a heart’s fire, whose flame has flared
between a breeze that wafts by and one who turns to look.
ناشدتُكَI implore you اللهَGod ياO ظبيَgazelle of البِطاحِthe broad valleys فقِفْso stop
ناشدتُكَ اللهَ يا ظبيَ البِطاحِ فقِفْ
وبالدَّلالِand with coy charm أَجِبْanswer وُفِّقْتَmay you be granted success مسْألتيmy question
وبالدَّلالِ أَجِبْ وُفِّقْتَ مسْألتي
I implore you by God, O gazelle of the broad valleys, so stop,
and with coy charm answer my question—may you prosper.
فيon أَيمنِthe right side of الجِزْعِthe valley-bend أَحبابٌloved ones وَلِعْتُI became enamored بهمof them
في أَيمنِ الجِزْعِ أَحبابٌ وَلِعْتُ بهم
حَطَطْتُI halted فيat بابِهمtheir gate ياO ظبيُgazelle راحِلَتيmy riding-camel
حَطَطْتُ في بابِهم يا ظبيُ راحِلَتي
On the right side of the valley-bend are loved ones I adore;
I halted my riding-camel at their gate, O gazelle.
هلis there? عندهُمْwith them رحمَةٌmercy ليfor me إنَّنيindeed I am دَنِفٌlovesick
هل عندهُمْ رحمَةٌ لي إنَّني دَنِفٌ
همthey دونَrather than أَعراضِthe transient things of هذاthis الكَوْنِuniverse مَشْغَلَتيmy preoccupation
هم دونَ أَعراضِ هذا الكَوْنِ مَشْغَلَتي
Have they any mercy for me? Indeed, I am lovesick.
They, not this universe’s passing things, are my concern.
فقالَthen he said تقتُلُكَwill kill you البُشرَىthe glad news فقلتُso I said لهto him
فقالَ تقتُلُكَ البُشرَى فقلتُ له
بشِّرْbring glad tidings أياO ظبيُgazelle واقْتُلْنيand kill me وخُذْand take دِيَتيmy blood-money
بشِّرْ أيا ظبيُ واقْتُلْني وخُذْ دِيَتي
Then he said, “The glad news will kill you”; so I said to him,
“Bring glad tidings, O gazelle, and kill me—and take my blood-money.”
فقالَthen he said قَدْindeed وَعدوكَthey have promised you الوَصلَunion مِتْdie طَرَباًof rapture
فقالَ قَدْ وَعدوكَ الوَصلَ مِتْ طَرَباً
فمِتُّso I died عنaway from كونِthe existence of دُنْيائيmy earthly world وآخِرَتيand my hereafter
فمِتُّ عن كونِ دُنْيائي وآخِرَتي
Then he said, “They have promised you union—die of rapture!”
So I died to the existence of my earthly world and my hereafter.