أَلا يا غُرابَ البَينِ هَيَّجتَ لَوعَتي

أَلا يا غُرابَ البَينِ هَيَّجتَ لَوعَتي

فَوَيحَكَ خَبِّرني بِما أَنتَ تَصرَخُ

فَوَيحَكَ خَبِّرني بِما أَنتَ تَصرَخُ

Hark, O raven of parting—you have stirred my anguish.

Ah, raven of parting, you have stirred my anguish.

Woe to you! Tell me what you are crying out about.

So, woe to you! Tell me what you are crying out about.

أَبِالبَينِ مِن لَيلى فَإِن كُنتَ صادِقاً

أَبِالبَينِ مِن لَيلى فَإِن كُنتَ صادِقاً

فَلا زالَ عَظمٌ مِن جَناحِكَ يُفسَخُ

فَلا زالَ عَظمٌ مِن جَناحِكَ يُفسَخُ

Is it separation from Layla? If you are telling the truth,

Is it about parting from Layla? If you speak the truth,

may a bone in your wing forever be torn from its joint;

Then may a bone in your wing forever be wrenched apart.

وَلا زالَ رَمٍ فيكَ فَوَّقَ سَهمَهُ

وَلا زالَ رَمٍ فيكَ فَوَّقَ سَهمَهُ

فَلا أَنتَ في عُشٍ وَلا أَنتَ تُفرِخُ

فَلا أَنتَ في عُشٍ وَلا أَنتَ تُفرِخُ

may an archer forever keep his arrow trained on you,

And may an archer always have his arrow nocked for you.

so that you neither live in ease nor ever hatch young.

So may you neither dwell in a nest nor hatch young.

وَلا زِلتَ عَن عَذبِ المِياهِ مُنَفَّراً

وَلا زِلتَ عَن عَذبِ المِياهِ مُنَفَّراً

وَوَكرُكَ مَهدوماً وَبَيضُكَ يُرضَخُ

وَوَكرُكَ مَهدوماً وَبَيضُكَ يُرضَخُ

May you forever be driven far from fresh water,

And may you always be driven away from sweet waters,

your nest demolished and your eggs crushed.

And may your nest be demolished and your eggs crushed.

فَإِن طِرتَ أَردَتكَ الحُتوفُ وَإِن تَقَع

فَإِن طِرتَ أَردَتكَ الحُتوفُ وَإِن تَقَع

تَقَيَّضَ ثُعبانٌ بِوَجهِكَ يَنفُخُ

تَقَيَّضَ ثُعبانٌ بِوَجهِكَ يَنفُخُ

If you fly, may the deadly fates strike you down; and if you alight,

Then if you fly, may deadly fates strike you down; and if you alight,

may a serpent be set upon you, hissing in your face.

May a serpent appear, hissing in your face.

وَعايَنتَ قَبلَ المَوتِ لَحمَكَ مُشرَحاً

وَعايَنتَ قَبلَ المَوتِ لَحمَكَ مُشرَحاً

عَلى حَرِّ جَمرِ النارِ يُشوى وَيُطبَخُ

عَلى حَرِّ جَمرِ النارِ يُشوى وَيُطبَخُ

Before you die, may you behold your flesh cut into strips,

And may you behold, before death, your flesh sliced up,

roasting and cooking over the fire’s glowing coals.

Roasted and cooked over the fire's scorching coals.

وَلا زِلتَ في شَرِّ العَذابِ مُخَلَّداً

وَلا زِلتَ في شَرِّ العَذابِ مُخَلَّداً

وَريشُكَ مَنتوفٌ وَلَحمُكَ يُشدَخُ

وَريشُكَ مَنتوفٌ وَلَحمُكَ يُشدَخُ

May you abide forever in the worst torment,

And may you remain forever in the worst torment,

your feathers plucked and your flesh smashed.

With your feathers plucked out and your flesh crushed.