تحير قلبي من يحب ومن يسلو

تحير قلبي من يحب ومن يسلو

ومن هي من دون العذارى له أهل

ومن هي من دون العذارى له أهل

My heart is bewildered: whom to love, and whom to forget?

My heart is confused, who loves and who consoles

And who, of all the maidens, is worthy of it?

And who is she, other than the virgins, for him a family

ولو كان قلبي جلمدا لأراحني

ولو كان قلبي جلمدا لأراحني

وجنبي ما دونه النار والقتل

وجنبي ما دونه النار والقتل

And were my heart a rock, it would give me rest,

If my heart were frozen, it would give me rest

And spare me what surpasses fire and slaughter.

And spare me what's other than it, fire and murder

ولكنه قلبى وقلبي خميلة

ولكنه قلبى وقلبي خميلة

يبابية الأغصان ليس لها ظل

يبابية الأغصان ليس لها ظل

But it is my heart, and my heart is a grove,

But it is my heart, and my heart is a vine

With barren branches, offering no shade.

Of swaying branches that cast no shade

على أن فيه من ندى الحب قطرة

على أن فيه من ندى الحب قطرة

يهيم بها الصادي ويزكو بها المحلُ

يهيم بها الصادي ويزكو بها المحلُ

Yet within it is a drop of love's dew,

Yet in it is a drop of the dew of love

For which the thirsty one yearns, and through which barren land flourishes.

That makes the wanderer crazed and the abode flourish