طالَ ليلي وَتولاَّني السهرْ

طالَ ليلي وَتولاَّني السهرْ

وَفؤادي كاد شوقاً ينفطرْ

وَفؤادي كاد شوقاً ينفطرْ

My night has grown long, and sleeplessness has seized me.

The night was long, keeping me awake

And my heart nearly burst with longing.

And my heart almost broke from yearning

لم يكنْ مثليَ في صرعى الهوى

لم يكنْ مثليَ في صرعى الهوى

ما ابنُ حِجْرٍ ما جميلٌ ما عمرْ

ما ابنُ حِجْرٍ ما جميلٌ ما عمرْ

None among those laid low by love was like me—

None has suffered in love like I have

Not Ibn Hujr, nor Jamil, nor Umar.

Not a darling, not a beauty, not a life

فلقد لاقيت في حبّك يا

فلقد لاقيت في حبّك يا

(ليل) ما لم يلقه قبلي بشر

(ليل) ما لم يلقه قبلي بشر

For I have suffered in loving you, O

For in loving you, O Night

Layl, what no mortal before me has suffered:

I found what no one before me has found

من سهادٍ واشتياقٍ وَجوى

من سهادٍ واشتياقٍ وَجوى

كاد يودي بي وَدمع منهمر

كاد يودي بي وَدمع منهمر

Sleeplessness, longing, and heartache

Of sleeplessness, longing, and burning

That nearly killed me, and tears pouring down.

It almost destroyed me, with tears flowing

لو تريني ساهراً أشكو الهوى

لو تريني ساهراً أشكو الهوى

رقَّ منك القلبُ لو كان حجر

رقَّ منك القلبُ لو كان حجر

If you saw me sleepless, complaining of love,

If you could see me staying up complaining of love

Your heart would soften, even if it were stone.

My heart would soften, even if it were stone

إنَّ هذا بعض ما قاسيته

إنَّ هذا بعض ما قاسيته

والذي أكتم أدهى وَأَمرّْ

والذي أكتم أدهى وَأَمرّْ

Indeed, this is but part of what I have endured;

This is but some of what I suffered

And what I conceal is more grievous and more bitter.

What I conceal is worse and more bitter