ما باتَ صَبٌّ بِمِثلِ ما بِتّا

ما باتَ صَبٌّ بِمِثلِ ما بِتّا

يا هَجرَ شَرٍّ لَو شِئتَ أَقسَرتا

يا هَجرَ شَرٍّ لَو شِئتَ أَقسَرتا

No lovesick lover spent a night like the one you spent.

No morning has dawned like the dawn when we parted

O evil estrangement, had you wished, you would have coerced.

O evil separation, had you wished you could have been brief

رَوَّحتَ مِن حُبِّها مُنافِقُهُ

رَوَّحتَ مِن حُبِّها مُنافِقُهُ

وَكُلَّما تُبتَ مِن هَوىً عُدتا

وَكُلَّما تُبتَ مِن هَوىً عُدتا

You gave love’s hypocrite respite from loving her.

The hypocrite among us has turned away from loving her

And whenever you repented of a passion, you returned.

And whenever I decide to give up passion, it returns to me