لَقَدindeed خِفتُI feared أَنthat لاnot تَقنَعَbe content النَفسُthe soul بَعدَهاafter her
لَقَد خِفتُ أَن لا تَقنَعَ النَفسُ بَعدَها
بِشَيءٍwith anything مِنَof الدُنياthis world وَإِنeven if كانَit were مَقنَعاa source of contentment
بِشَيءٍ مِنَ الدُنيا وَإِن كانَ مَقنَعا
Indeed, I feared that after her my soul would not be content
with anything in this world, however satisfying it might be.
وَأَزجُرُand I restrain عَنهاfrom her النَفسَthe soul إِذsince حيلَa barrier was placed دونَهاin the way to her
وَأَزجُرُ عَنها النَفسَ إِذ حيلَ دونَها
وَتَأبىand refuses إِلَيهاtoward her النَفسُthe soul إِلّاanything but تَطَلُّعاgazing longingly
وَتَأبى إِلَيها النَفسُ إِلّا تَطَلُّعا
And I hold my soul back from her, since access to her is barred,
yet my soul will do nothing but gaze longingly toward her.