ما أنا في هَواكَ بالمُرتابِ

ما أنا في هَواكَ بالمُرتابِ

يا مليحاً هَواهُ عينُ الصَوابِ

يا مليحاً هَواهُ عينُ الصَوابِ

I have no doubt in my love for you.

I have no doubt in my love for you

O beautiful one, loving whom is rightness itself!

O beautiful, your love is the eye of rightness

قد تَمَلَّكت مُهجتي وحَياتي

قد تَمَلَّكت مُهجتي وحَياتي

ومَماتي وكلَّ ما لي وما بي

ومَماتي وكلَّ ما لي وما بي

You have taken possession of my lifeblood and my life,

You have possessed my soul, my life

and my death, and all I have and all that is within me.

My death, all I have and all in me

ما تأَمَّلتُ في جَمالك إِلَّا

ما تأَمَّلتُ في جَمالك إِلَّا

عُدتُ والعقلُ مُشغَلٌ عن خِطابي

عُدتُ والعقلُ مُشغَلٌ عن خِطابي

I have never contemplated your beauty without

Whenever I contemplated your beauty

returning, my mind distracted from my speech.

I returned with my mind busy from addressing you

فغِيابي عمَّا سِواكَ حُضوري

فغِيابي عمَّا سِواكَ حُضوري

وحُضوري لَدَيكَ نفسُ غِيابي

وحُضوري لَدَيكَ نفسُ غِيابي

Thus my absence from all but you is my presence,

So my absence from other than you is my presence with you

and my presence with you is my very absence.

And my presence with you is just my absence

واقتِرابي لفَرطِ شوقي بِعادي

واقتِرابي لفَرطِ شوقي بِعادي

وبعادي كذاك عينُ اقتِرابي

وبعادي كذاك عينُ اقتِرابي

And my nearness, through the intensity of my longing, is my distance,

My nearing out of intense longing is my distance

and my distance likewise is my very nearness.

And my distance as well is the eye of my nearing

لَذَّ لي في هَواك تعذيبُ قلبي

لَذَّ لي في هَواك تعذيبُ قلبي

ورأيتُ الهَنا بِذاكَ العَذابِ

ورأيتُ الهَنا بِذاكَ العَذابِ

In loving you, my heart's torment was sweet to me,

The tormenting of my heart in love of you is delightful for me

and I found bliss in that torment.

And I saw comfort in that agony

كَيفَما مِلتُ شِمتُ حُسنَكَ نحوي

كَيفَما مِلتُ شِمتُ حُسنَكَ نحوي

بادياً في تَقَدُّمي وإِيابي

بادياً في تَقَدُّمي وإِيابي

Whichever way I turned, I beheld your beauty before me,

However I get bored, I sense your beauty smiling at me

manifest in my advance and my return.

Appearing in my approach and withdrawal

ليسَ يبدو جَمالُ وَجهِكَ إِلَّا

ليسَ يبدو جَمالُ وَجهِكَ إِلَّا

لقُلُوبٍ صَفَت مِنَ الإرتِيابِ

لقُلُوبٍ صَفَت مِنَ الإرتِيابِ

The beauty of your face appears only

The beauty of your face is not revealed

to hearts purified of doubt.

Except to hearts purified from doubt

أَشغَلُ الفِكرَ في هَواك ومَن لي

أَشغَلُ الفِكرَ في هَواك ومَن لي

باشتِغالٍ بهِ مَدَى الأَحقابِ

باشتِغالٍ بهِ مَدَى الأَحقابِ

I occupy my mind with love for you—and who will grant me

Thoughts of your love preoccupy me, and who else has

absorption in it throughout the ages?

Through the endless eras, that preoccupation but me

يا حبيبَ الفُؤَاد إِنَّ غَرامي

يا حبيبَ الفُؤَاد إِنَّ غَرامي

فيكَ أَربَى على الرُبَى والهِضابِ

فيكَ أَربَى على الرُبَى والهِضابِ

O beloved of the heart, indeed my passion

O beloved of my heart, my passion for you

for you has risen above the hills and highlands.

Has surpassed heights and plateaus in intensity

كلُّ خِلٍّ سِوايَ فَهوَ خَلِيٌّ

كلُّ خِلٍّ سِوايَ فَهوَ خَلِيٌّ

وحبيبٍ سِواكَ فَهوَ مُحابِ

وحبيبٍ سِواكَ فَهوَ مُحابِ

Every friend but me is free of love,

Every companion other than me is a companion in name

and every beloved but you is a flatterer.

And a lover other than you is unloved

أَيُّها الغَوثُ في المَضيقِ ويا مَن

أَيُّها الغَوثُ في المَضيقِ ويا مَن

يَهَبُ العَونَ في الأُمورِ الصِعابِ

يَهَبُ العَونَ في الأُمورِ الصِعابِ

O rescuer in dire straits, and O you who

O succor in hardship, O you who

give help in difficult matters!

Grants help in difficult matters