يا نائمَ الطرفِ هناكَ الكَرى

يا نائمَ الطرفِ هناكَ الكَرى

لم يَرثِ لي طرفُكَ ممَّا يَرى

لم يَرثِ لي طرفُكَ ممَّا يَرى

O sleepy-eyed one, may slumber be sweet to you.

O you who sleeps with eyelids closed over there

Your eye has shown me no pity at what it sees.

Your eyes have not inherited any tears from what they see

لم تدرِ عَيني ما جَنى لحظُها

لم تدرِ عَيني ما جَنى لحظُها

حتى جَرى مِن دَمعها ما جَرى

حتى جَرى مِن دَمعها ما جَرى

My eye did not know what its glance had wrought,

My eyes did not know what they had attained

until its tears flowed as they did.

Until tears flowed from them as they flowed

ما ضَرَّ من أنحلني هَجرُهُ

ما ضَرَّ من أنحلني هَجرُهُ

لو رَدَّ مني وصلُهُ يا تُرَى

لو رَدَّ مني وصلُهُ يا تُرَى

What harm would it do the one whose desertion wasted me,

It would not have harmed me if his estrangement had undone me

if reunion with him restored me, I wonder?

If only his union would return to me, I wonder

من كلِّ من أبصَرني خاضِعاً

من كلِّ من أبصَرني خاضِعاً

تاهَ لإجلالِ له وامتَرى

تاهَ لإجلالِ له وامتَرى

Among all who saw me submissive,

Everyone who saw me humbled

he grew haughty at the reverence shown him, and doubted.

Wandered, awed by reverence for him, and hesitated