تَقولُ وَعَينُها تُذري دُموعاً

تَقولُ وَعَينُها تُذري دُموعاً

لَها نَسَقٌ عَلى الخَدَّينِ تَجري

لَها نَسَقٌ عَلى الخَدَّينِ تَجري

She says, as her eye sheds tears,

You say, while your eyes shed tears

Flowing in ordered succession down both cheeks:

That flow down your cheeks

أَلَستَ أَقَرَّ مَن يَمشي لِعَيني

أَلَستَ أَقَرَّ مَن يَمشي لِعَيني

وَأَنتَ الهَمُّ في الدُنيا وَذِكري

وَأَنتَ الهَمُّ في الدُنيا وَذِكري

Are you not, of all who walk, the greatest delight to my eye?

Are you not closer than one who walks before my eyes?

And you are my concern in this world and the one I remember.

Yet you are the worry in life and my remembrance

أَما لَكَ حاجَةٌ فيما لَدَينا

أَما لَكَ حاجَةٌ فيما لَدَينا

تَكُن لَكَ عِندَنا حَقّاً فَأَدري

تَكُن لَكَ عِندَنا حَقّاً فَأَدري

Have you no wish for what we have,

Do you not need what we have?

Which would be your rightful due from us, so that I may know?

Let there be a right for you with us that I know

أَمِن سَخَطٍ عَلَيَّ صَدَدتَ عَنّي

أَمِن سَخَطٍ عَلَيَّ صَدَدتَ عَنّي

حَمَلتَ جِنازَتي وَشَهِدتَ قَبري

حَمَلتَ جِنازَتي وَشَهِدتَ قَبري

Was it out of displeasure with me that you turned away from me?

Is it from anger at me you turned away from me?

You carried my bier and were present at my grave.

You carried my funeral and witnessed my grave

أَشَهراً كُلَّهُ إِلّا ثَلاثاً

أَشَهراً كُلَّهُ إِلّا ثَلاثاً

أَقَمتَ عَلى مُصارَمَتي وَهَجري

أَقَمتَ عَلى مُصارَمَتي وَهَجري

For a whole month, save three days,

Months in full but only three

Did you persist in cutting ties with me and forsaking me?

You persisted in tormenting me and shunning me