أَيا لَيلَ ما لِلصُبحِ مِنكِ بَعيدُ

وَإِنّي لَمَحزونُ الفُؤادِ عَميدُ

Oh night, how far dawn seems from you

And I am utterly heartbroken and in agony

أُراعي نُجومَ اللَيلِ سَهرانَ باكِياً

قَريحَ الحَشا مِنّي الفُؤادُ فَريدُ

I stay up counting the stars, weeping

My heart grieves, I stand alone

بِحُبِّكِ يا لَيلى اِبتُليتُ وَإِنَّني

حَليفُ الأَسى باكي الجُفونِ فَقيدُ

I suffer for love of you, Layla

Companion of sorrow, tearful, shackled

لَقَد طالَ لَيلي وَاِستَهَلَّت مَدامِعي

وَفاضَت جُفوني وَالغَرامُ يَزيدُ

My night has dragged on, my tears flowed

My eyelids overflowed, and my passion grows

أُكابِدُ أَحزاني وَناري وَحَرقَتي

وَوَصلُكِ يا لَيلى أُراهُ بَعيدُ

I endure my sorrows, my fire, my burning

Reaching you seems far, O Layla

لَقَد عيلَ صَبري مِن غَرامي وَوِحدَتي

وَعُظمِ اِشتِياقي هائِمٌ وَوَحيدُ

My patience is spent from lovesickness and loneliness

And longing that leaves me distraught and alone

فَهَل مُسعِدٌ لي في الَّذي قَد أَصابَني

وَفي سَهَري وَالعالِمونَ رُقودُ

Is there any happiness for me after what has befallen me?

While I stay up awake and all else lies sleeping

عَسى الطَيفُ يَأتيني وَمَن يُغفِ ساعَةً

وَمَن يَلقَ صَبراً وَالعَذابُ شَديدُ

Perhaps a phantom will come to me, one who rests an hour,

One who finds patience, though the torment is severe

أَلا لَيتَني قَد مِتُّ شَوقاً وَوَحشَةً

فَشَوقي وَحُزني لا يَزالُ جَديدُ

Oh would that I had died of longing and desolation

For my desire and grief are ever renewed

أَلا فَاِذكُري ما قَد بَقي مِن حُشاشَتي

فَقَد حانَ مَوتي وَالمَماتُ أُريدُ

Remember then what remains of my madness

For my death has come and I have willed it so