لُمنيblame me إِذاif حُلتُI turned away عَنfrom عُهوديmy vows
لُمني إِذا حُلتُ عَن عُهودي
وَلاand do not تَلُمنيblame me عَلىfor هَياميmy passionate love
وَلا تَلُمني عَلى هَيامي
Blame me if I forsake my vows,
Blame me if I ever turn from my vows,
and do not blame me for my passion.
But do not blame me for my wild infatuation.
ماnot كُنتُI was أَخشىI fear مِنَof المَناياdeaths
ما كُنتُ أَخشى مِنَ المَنايا
فَكَيفَso how أَخشىI fear مِنَof المَلامِreproach
فَكَيفَ أَخشى مِنَ المَلامِ
I was not afraid of death,
I was never one to fear the fates of death,
so how could I fear reproach?
So how could I possibly fear mere blame?
قَدindeed نَزَلَlodged الحُبُّlove فيin فُؤادِيَmy heart
قَد نَزَلَ الحُبُّ في فُؤادِيَ
ضَيفاًas a guest وَلَكِنand yet عَلىfor الدَوامِall time
ضَيفاً وَلَكِن عَلى الدَوامِ
Love has lodged in my heart
Love has descended to dwell within my heart,
as a guest, yet for all time.
A guest, yet one who stays eternally.
فَباتَso became قَلبيmy heart لَهُfor it طَعاماًfood
فَباتَ قَلبي لَهُ طَعاماً
وَبِتُّand I became أَنأىI keep away عَنِfrom الطَعامِfood
وَبِتُّ أَنأى عَنِ الطَعامِ
So my heart became food for it,
So my heart became its food and sustenance,
and I began to keep away from food.
While I myself have turned away from food.
أَعدىinfected غَراميmy passion النُجومَthe stars حَتّىso that
أَعدى غَرامي النُجومَ حَتّى
أَسهَرَهاkept them awake فيin الدُجىthe darkness غَراميmy passion
أَسهَرَها في الدُجى غَرامي
My passion infected the stars, so that
My passion passed its contagion to the stars,
my passion kept them awake in the darkness.
Until my love kept them sleepless in the dark.
لَوif تَعرِفُknows الشَمسُthe sun ماwhat لِلهَوىbelongs to love لَمnot
لَو تَعرِفُ الشَمسُ ما لِلهَوى لَم
تَبِنappear لِطَرفٍto an eye مِنَbecause of السَقامِsickness
تَبِن لِطَرفٍ مِنَ السَقامِ
If the sun knew what love can do, it would not
If the sun knew the reality of desire,
be visible to an eye, because of sickness.
It would not appear to the eye, wasted by sickness.
أَصابَstruck سَهمُthe arrow الفِراقِseparation قَلبيmy heart
أَصابَ سَهمُ الفِراقِ قَلبي
وَأَخطَأَتand missed قَلبَهُhis heart سِهاميmy arrows
وَأَخطَأَت قَلبَهُ سِهامي
The arrow of separation struck my heart,
The arrow of separation struck my heart,
and my arrows missed his heart.
While my arrows missed his heart entirely.
وَكانَand was خَوفيmy fear مِنَof التَنائيbeing far apart
وَكانَ خَوفي مِنَ التَنائي
خَوفَfear كَفيفٍa blind man مِنَof التُرامِthe tram
خَوفَ كَفيفٍ مِنَ التُرامِ
And my fear of being far apart was
My fear of our distancing was like
a blind man's fear of the tram.
A blind man's fear of a sudden fall.
إِنَّindeed فِراقَseparation from الحَبيبِthe beloved عِنديto me
إِنَّ فِراقَ الحَبيبِ عِندي
أَشَدُّmore severe وَقعاًin impact مِنَthan الحِمامِdeath
أَشَدُّ وَقعاً مِنَ الحِمامِ
Indeed, to me, parting from the beloved
For the parting from the beloved is, to me,
is a harsher blow than death.
More severe in its impact than death itself.
لَوif يَبعُدُis far away البُعدُseparation عَنfrom حَبيبيmy beloved
لَو يَبعُدُ البُعدُ عَن حَبيبي
ماnot عَنَّappeared يَوماًever لِمُستَهامِto a lovesick soul
ما عَنَّ يَوماً لِمُستَهامِ
If separation itself were far from my beloved,
If Distance would only keep its distance from my love,
it would never present itself to a lovesick soul.
No trouble would ever confront a longing soul.
أَناI إِمامُthe leader الَّذينَthose who هامواwere lost in love
أَنا إِمامُ الَّذينَ هاموا
وَأَيُّand what قَومٍpeople بِلاwithout إِمامِa leader
وَأَيُّ قَومٍ بِلا إِمامِ
I am the leader of those lost in love,
I am the Imam of those who wander in love,
and what people are without a leader?
And what people exist without an Imam?
فَلَيسَso there is none قَبليbefore me وَلَيسَand there is none بَعديafter me
فَلَيسَ قَبلي وَلَيسَ بَعدي
وَلاnor وَرائيbehind me وَلاnor أَماميahead of me
وَلا وَرائي وَلا أَمامي
So there is none before me, and none after me,
There is no one before me and no one after me,
nor behind me, nor ahead of me.
Neither behind me, nor anyone ahead.