كَانَتْ حيَاتِي لِي فَأَضْحَتْ لِلَّتِي

كَانَتْ حيَاتِي لِي فَأَضْحَتْ لِلَّتِي

أَحْبَبتُهَا مَاذَا جَنَتْ عَينَايَا

أَحْبَبتُهَا مَاذَا جَنَتْ عَينَايَا

My life was mine, then belonged to her whom

My life was mine, but now belongs to she

I loved—what have my eyes wrought?

Whom I have loved; what harm have done my eyes!

بِهِما جَلَبْتُ وَقَدْ نَظَرْتُكِ شَقْوَتِي

بِهِما جَلَبْتُ وَقَدْ نَظَرْتُكِ شَقْوَتِي

وَحَسِبْتُ أَنِّي جَالِبٌ نِعمايا

وَحَسِبْتُ أَنِّي جَالِبٌ نِعمايا

Through them, when I beheld you, I brought on my misery,

With them I brought misfortune willfully,

And thought I was bringing myself bliss.

And thought that I was bringing blessings high.

لا عَيْشَ إِلاَّ بِالمُنَى وَشَكِيَّتِي

لا عَيْشَ إِلاَّ بِالمُنَى وَشَكِيَّتِي

أَنِّي قَصَرْتُ عَلَى رِضَاكِ مُنَايَا

أَنِّي قَصَرْتُ عَلَى رِضَاكِ مُنَايَا

There is no life save through hopes, and my complaint

No life without desires! My sorest sigh

Is that I confined my hopes to pleasing you.

Is that I fell too short of thy heart's prize.