رَمَتْنِي فَأَدْمَتْ بِأَلْحَاظِهَا

رَمَتْنِي فَأَدْمَتْ بِأَلْحَاظِهَا

وَمَا كُنْتُ بِالبَادِيءِ الآثِمِ

وَمَا كُنْتُ بِالبَادِيءِ الآثِمِ

She shot me and made me bleed with her glances.

She glanced at me, so I was wounded by her gaze

And I was not the guilty instigator.

Yet I was not the first offender in this case

وَهَذَا فُؤَادِي عَلَى جَفْنِهَا

وَهَذَا فُؤَادِي عَلَى جَفْنِهَا

غَرِيمٌ تَعَلَّقَ بِالغَارِمِ

غَرِيمٌ تَعَلَّقَ بِالغَارِمِ

And this heart of mine, upon her eyelid,

And here is my heart, still clinging to her eyes

is a creditor clinging to the debtor.

A victim, hanging on to one who tyrannizes