سكَنَgrew still اللَّيلُthe night والأمانيand wishes عِذابsweet
سكَنَ اللَّيلُ والأماني عِذاب
وحنينيand my longing إلىfor الحبيبِthe beloved عَذابtorment
وحنيني إلى الحبيبِ عَذاب
Night has grown still, and wishes are sweet.
The night has settled, and yearnings are torment,
And my longing for the beloved is torment.
And my pining for the beloved is torment.
كُلَّماwhenever داعبَcaresses الكرَىslumber جَفنَthe eyelid of عينيmy eye
كُلَّما داعبَ الكرَى جَفنَ عيني
هزَّنيshakes me الشَّوقُlonging وأضنانيand wears me down الغيابabsence
هزَّني الشَّوقُ وأضناني الغياب
Whenever slumber caresses my eyelid,
Whenever sleep brushes the eyelids,
Longing shakes me, and absence wears me down.
Longing shakes me, and his absence gnaws my bones.
ياO حبيبيmy beloved هواكَlove for you أضنىhas worn down فؤاديmy heart
يا حبيبي هواكَ أضنى فؤادي
وكأنَّand as though الجَوىlove's anguish بجسميin my body حِرابspears
وكأنَّ الجَوى بجسمي حِراب
O my beloved, love for you has worn down my heart,
Oh my love, your love has made my heart wither,
And love's anguish is like spears in my body.
As if embers were flaming my body.
أضرمَkindled النَّارَthe fire فيin الحناياthe breast's recesses لهيباًa blaze
أضرمَ النَّارَ في الحنايا لهيباً
مثلَlike ليلٍa night أضاءَshone فيهِin it شِهابa shooting star
مثلَ ليلٍ أضاءَ فيهِ شِهاب
It set fire blazing in the hollows of my breast,
It lit a blaze in the entrails, a flaming
Like a night lit by a shooting star.
Like a night lit up by a shooting star.
وأناand I فيin ذُرَىthe heights of الغرامِpassion غَريقٌdrowned
وأنا في ذُرَى الغرامِ غَريقٌ
مِلأُfilling عينيmy eye دُجىًdarkness كساهُcloaked it الضَّبابthe fog
مِلأُ عيني دُجىً كساهُ الضَّباب
And I am drowned upon the heights of passion;
And I am drowning in the whirlpool of passion,
My eye is filled with darkness cloaked by fog.
My eyes filled with darkness cloaked in mist.
أناI والشَّوقُand longing فيin الغرامِpassion ضحاياvictims
أنا والشَّوقُ في الغرامِ ضحايا
سرَقَstole البُعدُdistance عُمرَناour life والغيابand absence
سرَقَ البُعدُ عُمرَنا والغياب
Longing and I are victims of passion;
I and longing are victims of love,
Distance and absence have stolen our life.
Separation has stolen our life and presence.
قدَرٌfate نُهدرُwe squander السِّنينَthe years سَهارَىsleepless
قدَرٌ نُهدرُ السِّنينَ سَهارَى
ليلُناour night غُربةٌexile فكيفَso how المآبthe return
ليلُنا غُربةٌ فكيفَ المآب
It is our fate to squander the years, sleepless;
Our fate to waste years sleepless,
Our night is exile—how, then, can we return?
Our night is estrangement, so what will be the outcome?
قدَرٌfate نعشَقُwe love الصِّعابَhardships وand نَمشيwe walk
قدَرٌ نعشَقُ الصِّعابَ و نَمشي
فيon طريقٍa path بهon it الشُّجاعُthe brave man يُهابis feared
في طريقٍ به الشُّجاعُ يُهاب
It is our fate to love hardships and walk
Our fate to love hardships and walk
On a path where the brave man is feared.
On a path where the brave dread to tread.
كيفَhow ألقاكَI meet you والدُّروبُand the paths شِراكٌsnares
كيفَ ألقاكَ والدُّروبُ شِراكٌ
وعلىand at البابِthe door حاجِبٌa gatekeeper وand حِجابa veil
وعلى البابِ حاجِبٌ و حِجاب
How can I meet you when the paths are snares,
How can I meet you when roads are traps,
And at the door are a gatekeeper and a veil?
With a guard and veil at the door?
بينناbetween us ياO ضياءَlight of عينيmy eye بحورٌseas
بيننا يا ضياءَ عيني بحورٌ
يملأُfills العينَthe eye حرُّهاtheir heat والسَّرابand the mirage
يملأُ العينَ حرُّها والسَّراب
Between us, O light of my eye, lie seas;
Between us, light of my eye, are seas
Their heat and the mirage fill the eye.
Whose heat and mirage fill the eyes.
ننشُّدُwe seek الوَصلَreunion قدmay يكونُbe قريباnear
ننشُّدُ الوَصلَ قد يكونُ قريبا
هلwhether علىupon العاشقينthe lovers ثَمَّthere حِسابa reckoning
هل على العاشقين ثَمَّ حِساب
We seek reunion; it may be near.
We sing of union which may be near,
Is there any reckoning for lovers?
Can lovers escape the reckoning?
ربَّماperhaps نلتقيwe meet غداًtomorrow ونغنِّيand we sing
ربَّما نلتقي غداً ونغنِّي
لحنَa melody of حُبٍّlove غِناؤهُits singing مستطابdelightful
لحنَ حُبٍّ غِناؤهُ مستطاب
Perhaps we will meet tomorrow and sing
Tomorrow we may meet and sing
A melody of love that is a joy to sing.
The song of love with sweet voice.
وغداًand tomorrow تُنبِتُwill bring forth الرِّياضُthe gardens زهوراًflowers
وغداً تُنبِتُ الرِّياضُ زهوراً
ويعودُand will return الهَوىlove لناto us والشَّبابand youth
ويعودُ الهَوى لنا والشَّباب
And tomorrow the gardens will bring forth flowers,
Tomorrow the gardens will bloom with flowers,
And love and youth will return to us.
And love and youth will return to us.
كُلَّماwhenever طالَlengthens بُعدُناour separation زِدتُّI increase قُرباًin closeness
كُلَّما طالَ بُعدُنا زِدتُّ قُرباً
يجمعُbrings together الحَرفُthe written word بينناbetween us والخِطابand speech
يجمعُ الحَرفُ بيننا والخِطاب
Whenever our separation lengthens, I grow closer;
The further we are, the closer I feel,
The written word and speech unite us.
Words bring us together, though apart.