الشَوقُ أَعظَمُ جُملَةً يا سَيِّدي

الشَوقُ أَعظَمُ جُملَةً يا سَيِّدي

مِن أَن يُحَدَّ يَسيرُهُ بِكِتابِ

مِن أَن يُحَدَّ يَسيرُهُ بِكِتابِ

Longing in its entirety, my lord, is too vast

My longing, O lord, is far greater

for even a little of it to be contained in writing.

Than can be captured in writing

وَلَواعِجُ البُرَحاءِ أَعظَمُ كَثرَةً

وَلَواعِجُ البُرَحاءِ أَعظَمُ كَثرَةً

مِن أَن يُحيطَ بِها بَلِيغُ خِطابي

مِن أَن يُحيطَ بِها بَلِيغُ خِطابي

And the burning pangs of anguish are too numerous

And the movements of the dunes are more copious

for my eloquent speech to encompass them.

Than any eloquent speech can encompass

لا بِنتَ يا إِنسانَ أَعيُنِ حِبَّتي

لا بِنتَ يا إِنسانَ أَعيُنِ حِبَّتي

عَنّي وَبَيتَ قَصيدَةِ الأَصحابِ

عَنّي وَبَيتَ قَصيدَةِ الأَصحابِ

May you never part, O pupil of my loved ones’ eyes,

Do not, O man, turn away the eyes of my beloved

from me, and O verse of the companions’ ode.

From me or the verses of my companions

لَو لَم يَكُن شُربُ الدِماءِ مُحَرَّماً

لَو لَم يَكُن شُربُ الدِماءِ مُحَرَّماً

صَيَّرتُ بَعدَكُمُ الدُموعَ شَرابي

صَيَّرتُ بَعدَكُمُ الدُموعَ شَرابي

If drinking blood were not forbidden,

If drinking blood were not forbidden

I would make tears my drink in your absence.

I would make tears my drink after you all