أُريدُ سُلُوّاً عَن لُبَينى وَذِكرِها

أُريدُ سُلُوّاً عَن لُبَينى وَذِكرِها

فَيَأبى فُؤادي المُستَهامُ المُتَيَّمُ

فَيَأبى فُؤادي المُستَهامُ المُتَيَّمُ

I long to forget Lubayna and the thought of her,

I long to ask about Layla though her memory pains me;

But my lovesick, love-enslaved heart refuses.

My wretched heart rejects recalling her, its ruin.

إِذا قُلتُ أَسلوها تَعَرَّضَ ذِكرُها

إِذا قُلتُ أَسلوها تَعَرَّضَ ذِكرُها

وَعاوَدَني مِن ذاكَ ما اللَهُ أَعلَمُ

وَعاوَدَني مِن ذاكَ ما اللَهُ أَعلَمُ

Whenever I say, 'I will forget her,' her memory intrudes,

When I say "Ask of her," the thought of her appears,

And from that returns to me what God knows best.

Reviving in me what only God knows.

صَحا كُلَّ ذي وِدٍّ عَلِمتُ مَكانَهُ

صَحا كُلَّ ذي وِدٍّ عَلِمتُ مَكانَهُ

سِوايَ فَإِنّي ذاهِبُ العَقلِ مُغرَمُ

سِوايَ فَإِنّي ذاهِبُ العَقلِ مُغرَمُ

Every lover whose whereabouts I know has come to his senses,

Each loving friend found solace, while I

Except me, for I am bereft of reason, consumed by love.

Am madly in love, bereft of reason.