وَأَهيَفَ كَم مِن مُبتَلىً فيهِ قَد بُلي

وَأَهيَفَ كَم مِن مُبتَلىً فيهِ قَد بُلي

لَهُ جُمَلٌ مِن حسنِهِ لَم تُفَصَّلِ

لَهُ جُمَلٌ مِن حسنِهِ لَم تُفَصَّلِ

And a slender-waisted youth—how many afflicted by him have wasted away!

How many a tried one in it has been tried

He has a wealth of beauty never described in detail.

He has of beauty traits that were not detailed

صَبَرتُ عَلَيهِ وَاِنتَظَرتُ زِيارَةً

صَبَرتُ عَلَيهِ وَاِنتَظَرتُ زِيارَةً

وَقُلتُ الهَوى يَومانِ يَومٌ لَهُ وَلي

وَقُلتُ الهَوى يَومانِ يَومٌ لَهُ وَلي

I was patient with him and awaited a visit,

I was patient with him and awaited a visit

And I said, “Love has two days: one for him and one for me.”

And I said: love, one day is for it, and one for its companion

فَلَم تَكُ إِلّا مُدَّةٌ إِذ رَأَيتُهُ

فَلَم تَكُ إِلّا مُدَّةٌ إِذ رَأَيتُهُ

وَعِزَّتُهُ قَد بُدِّلَت بِتَذَلُّلِ

وَعِزَّتُهُ قَد بُدِّلَت بِتَذَلُّلِ

Only a little while had passed when I saw him,

It was only a period when I saw him

And his pride had been replaced by abasement.

And his glory was changed with humiliation

وَأَصبَحَ مِثلَ الرَسمِ أَقوَت رُسومُهُ

وَأَصبَحَ مِثلَ الرَسمِ أَقوَت رُسومُهُ

لِما نَسَجَتها مِن جَنوبِ وَشَمأَلِ

لِما نَسَجَتها مِن جَنوبِ وَشَمأَلِ

And he became like a ruin whose traces lay desolate,

And he became like a drawing whose features had faded

Because of what the south and north winds had woven over them.

Because of what the south wind and north wind had woven

فَقُلتُ لِقَلبي بَعدَ ذاكَ وَناظِري

فَقُلتُ لِقَلبي بَعدَ ذاكَ وَناظِري

قِفا نَبكِ مِن ذِكرى حَبيبٍ وَمَنزِلِ

قِفا نَبكِ مِن ذِكرى حَبيبٍ وَمَنزِلِ

So, after that, I said to my heart and my eye:

So I said to my heart after that and my companion

“Halt, you two; let us weep at the memory of a beloved and a dwelling.”

Stop! Cry over the memory of a lover and abode