عجبتI marvelled للبلبلat the nightingale المفتونlovestruck حيثas غداit became
عجبت للبلبل المفتون حيث غدا
شوقاًout of longing إلىfor الوردthe rose صداحاًa full-voiced singer ووراقاand a warbler
شوقاً إلى الورد صداحاً ووراقا
I marvelled at the lovestruck nightingale, how it became
I'm amazed at the enamored nightingale
a singer and warbler out of longing for the rose.
Who from longing for the rose sings at dawn.
ولمand did not يفارقهleave it لوif واللَهby God فارقهleft it
ولم يفارقه لو واللَه فارقه
مثليlike me لذابit would have melted جوىًwith heartache أوor ماتdied أشواقاof longing
مثلي لذاب جوىً أو مات أشواقا
And it never left it; by God, had it left it
By God, he'd never leave it, though it left him,
as I did, it would have melted with heartache or died of longing.
Unlike me, melting with ardour, dying of yearning.