ماwhy لِلحَواسدwith the envious بِحُبfor loving الظبيthe gazelle تهذيbabble بيabout me
ما لِلحَواسد بِحُب الظبي تهذي بي
وَالعشقand love ياO ناسpeople ماnot قصرfell short بتَهذيبيin refining me
وَالعشق يا ناس ما قصر بتَهذيبي
Why do the envious babble about me for loving the gazelle?
What ails the enviers with my love for the gazelle that fascinates me
And love, O people, has not fallen short in refining me.
And love, O people, is no fault to refine me
ياO ظبيُgazelle رفقاًbe gentle بِحاليwith my plight زادhas increased تَغليبيoverpowering me
يا ظبيُ رفقاً بِحالي زاد تَغليبي
عَينيmy eye تُشاهدbeholds جَمالكyour beauty وَأَنتَand you ليto me مانعwithholding
عَيني تُشاهد جَمالك وَأَنتَ لي مانع
O gazelle, be gentle with my plight; I am increasingly overwhelmed.
O gazelle gently with my state increased my affliction
My eye beholds your beauty, yet you withhold from me
My eye beholds your beauty yet you're a barrier to me
الماthe water حَداbeside ناظِريmy eye وَالنارand the fire تَغليboils بيwithin me
الما حَدا ناظِري وَالنار تَغلي بي
the water beside my eye, while fire boils within me.
Pain has afflicted my sight and the fire burns within me