يا مَن رَأى ذُلّي لَهُ فَاِستَقدَرا

يا مَن رَأى ذُلّي لَهُ فَاِستَقدَرا

اِنظُر إِلَيَّ فَقَد بَقيتُ مُحَيَّرا

اِنظُر إِلَيَّ فَقَد بَقيتُ مُحَيَّرا

O you who saw my abasement before you and gained the upper hand,

O you who saw my humiliation as power

Look at me, for I remain bewildered.

Look at me, for I remain confused

داعَبتَني بِيَدَيكَ تَجذِبني بِها

داعَبتَني بِيَدَيكَ تَجذِبني بِها

فَإِذا اِنجَذَبتُ تَرَكتَني مُتَعَثِّرا

فَإِذا اِنجَذَبتُ تَرَكتَني مُتَعَثِّرا

You toyed with me with your hands, drawing me with them;

You teased me with your hands, pulling me towards you

then, when I was drawn in, you left me stumbling.

Yet when I stumbled, you left me fallen

فَإلى مَتى أَنا في عِقالِ صَبابَتي

فَإلى مَتى أَنا في عِقالِ صَبابَتي

غِن رُمتُ سَهلاً مِن هَواكَ تَوَعَّرا

غِن رُمتُ سَهلاً مِن هَواكَ تَوَعَّرا

So how long must I remain in the fetters of my yearning?

How long will I be in the shackles of my youth

If I seek smooth ground in your love, it turns rugged.

If I was once undemanding of your love, now all rugged

لَو كانَ لي صَبرٌ يَفوتُ بِيَ الهَوى

لَو كانَ لي صَبرٌ يَفوتُ بِيَ الهَوى

ما كُنتُ أَرضى أَن أَكونَ إِلى وَرا

ما كُنتُ أَرضى أَن أَكونَ إِلى وَرا

If I had patience that could carry me beyond passion,

If I had the patience to resist desire’s passions

I would not be content to remain behind.

I would not be satisfied to be left behind