تحمل في الهوى ما لا يطاق

تحمل في الهوى ما لا يطاق

شجي قد فت مهجته الفراق

شجي قد فت مهجته الفراق

In love, he has borne what cannot be endured—

I bear in love what cannot be endured,

a sorrowful soul whose heart separation has shattered.

My affliction has ripped open my heart with separation,

وأجج في الجوانح نار وجدٍ

وأجج في الجوانح نار وجدٍ

اليم للحشى منه احتراق

اليم للحشى منه احتراق

And kindled within the ribs a fire of passion;

And kindled in my soul a fire of passion,

from it comes a burning that pains the heart.

My chest is burned from its blazing flames.

فجسمي والنحول له ائتلاف

فجسمي والنحول له ائتلاف

وقلبي والعزاء له افتراق

وقلبي والعزاء له افتراق

So my body and emaciation are in harmony,

My body and emaciation are in harmony,

and my heart and consolation are estranged.

My heart and consolation are in conflict.

شجوني من شئوني ليس تخفى

شجوني من شئوني ليس تخفى

ووجدي والضنى والاشتياق

ووجدي والضنى والاشتياق

My sorrows, among my cares, are not hidden,

My yearnings from my troubles are not hidden,

nor my passion, my wasting sickness, and my longing.

My passion, sorrow and longing are apparent.

إذا ناحت مطوقة سحيراً

إذا ناحت مطوقة سحيراً

فدمعي في الخدود له سباق

فدمعي في الخدود له سباق

When a ring-necked dove laments just before dawn,

When she who enthralls me weeps in the night,

then my tears race down my cheeks.

My tears upon my cheeks begin to race.

أتبكي إلفها سحراً حمام

أتبكي إلفها سحراً حمام

ولا ابكي إذاً حبي نفاق

ولا ابكي إذاً حبي نفاق

Does a dove weep for its mate before dawn,

Shall I cry because of her enchantment in the dark?

while I do not weep? Then my love is a sham.

Or shall I cry, for that would be insincere love?

فدعني والكئابة يا عذولي

فدعني والكئابة يا عذولي

فلومك والهوى عندي شقاق

فلومك والهوى عندي شقاق

So leave me to my melancholy, O my reproacher;

So leave me be in my gloom, O criticizer,

for your reproach and love are, to me, at odds.

For your blame and my love are in discord.