عش فحبيكَ سَريعاً قاتلي

عش فحبيكَ سَريعاً قاتلي

والضَّنى ما لَم تَصلني واصلي

والضَّنى ما لَم تَصلني واصلي

Live on, for my love for you will swiftly kill me.

Live, so love me quickly, my killer,

And wasting sickness keeps me company so long as you do not come to me.

And longing, unless you unite me, unite me.

ظفرَ الشوقُ بقلبٍ مدنفٍ

ظفرَ الشوقُ بقلبٍ مدنفٍ

بكَ والسقمُ بجسمٍ ناحلِ

بكَ والسقمُ بجسمٍ ناحلِ

Longing has conquered a heart made ill

Desire won a resentful heart,

By you, and sickness has conquered a wasted body.

Crying for you, and sickness a lean body.

فهما بين اكتئابٍ وضنىً

فهما بين اكتئابٍ وضنىً

تركاني كالقَضيبِ الذابلِ

تركاني كالقَضيبِ الذابلِ

So the two, between dejection and wasting sickness,

So they left me between gloom and longing,

Have left me like a withered branch.

Like a withered rod.

فبَكى العاذلُ لي من رحمةٍ

فبَكى العاذلُ لي من رحمةٍ

وبكائي لبُكاءِ العاذلِ

وبكائي لبُكاءِ العاذلِ

Then the reprover wept for me out of pity,

So the passionate one cried for me out of mercy,

And I weep at the reprover’s tears.

And my crying for the crying of the passionate one.