قد رابَني أَن صَدَدتُم في مُجامَلَةٍ

قد رابَني أَن صَدَدتُم في مُجامَلَةٍ

وَأَنكَرَ القَلبُ أَن جِئنا بِحُجَتَّكُم

وَأَنكَرَ القَلبُ أَن جِئنا بِحُجَتَّكُم

It has troubled me that you turned away politely.

My heart was troubled by your aloofness

And the heart denied that we came with your argument.

And it refused to accept your excuses

فَما الصُدودَ وَقَلبي عِندَكُم عَلِقٌ

فَما الصُدودَ وَقَلبي عِندَكُم عَلِقٌ

وَما الذُنوبُ الَّتي هاجَت بِحَربِكُم

وَما الذُنوبُ الَّتي هاجَت بِحَربِكُم

Why, then, this turning away, when my heart clings to you?

Yet my heart is attached to you

And what sins have stirred up your war?

And knows not the sins that stirred your war