أنا محزونٌ فمن يبكي مَعِي

أنا محزونٌ فمن يبكي مَعِي

لا أخٌ يشركُني في جَزَعي

لا أخٌ يشركُني في جَزَعي

I am sorrow-stricken—who, then, will weep with me?

I am sorrowful—who, then, will weep with me?

No brother have I to share my anguish.

No brother shares in my anguish.

حَسُنَ الدمعُ بعيني إنَّها

حَسُنَ الدمعُ بعيني إنَّها

لا ترى من كُلُّه من بِدَعِ

لا ترى من كُلُّه من بِدَعِ

Tears have grown lovely in my eye, for it

Tears have become lovely in my eye, for it

sees no other wonder anywhere in all the world.

does not see the one who is all marvels.

أقطع الدهر بجسمٍ دنَفٍ

أقطع الدهر بجسمٍ دنَفٍ

وفؤادٍ مستهامٍ وَجِعِ

وفؤادٍ مستهامٍ وَجِعِ

I pass the years with a body wasted by sickness,

I pass my days with an ailing body,

while my heart is love-distraught and aching.

and a heart love-stricken and aching.

وقَفَ الحزنُ عليهِ نفسَه

وقَفَ الحزنُ عليهِ نفسَه

ورمى عاذلَهُ بالوَلَعِ

ورمى عاذلَهُ بالوَلَعِ

And grief has devoted itself wholly to my heart,

Grief has devoted itself to that heart,

and accused the heart’s reproacher of love-madness.

and accused its reproacher of lying.