وجَدَّدَ وَجْدِي بعدما كان قد عفَا

وجَدَّدَ وَجْدِي بعدما كان قد عفَا

وراجَعَني حِلمي ووَازَرَني صَبْرِي

وراجَعَني حِلمي ووَازَرَني صَبْرِي

And my grief was renewed after it had faded

My passion was revived after it had ceased

and my composure had returned to me and my patience had sustained me,

My dream revisited me and my patience consoled me

هتوفُ الضّحى مفجوعةٌ بأليفِها

هتوفُ الضّحى مفجوعةٌ بأليفِها

تُهَيِّجُ أشجانَ الفؤادِ وما تَدْرِي

تُهَيِّجُ أشجانَ الفؤادِ وما تَدْرِي

by a bird calling at midmorning, bereaved of her mate,

The morning breeze wails for its beloved

who stirs the heart’s sorrows without knowing it.

Stirring the sorrows of my heart though unaware

ولو أنّها إذْ أعْولَتْ فاضَ دمعُها

ولو أنّها إذْ أعْولَتْ فاضَ دمعُها

لقلتُ هي الخنساءُ تَبكِي على صَخْرِ

لقلتُ هي الخنساءُ تَبكِي على صَخْرِ

And had her tears overflowed when she wailed,

And had it wept profusely when it moaned

I would have said, “She is al-Khansa, weeping over Sakhr.”

I would have said it was Al-Khansa grieving over Sakhr

ولكنّها لم تُذْرِ دمعاً وأدمُعي

ولكنّها لم تُذْرِ دمعاً وأدمُعي

إذا قُرِنت بالقَطر زادت على القَطرِ

إذا قُرِنت بالقَطر زادت على القَطرِ

But she shed no tears, while my tears,

But it shed no tears while mine overflowed

when compared with the rain, surpass the rain.

For next to drops of rain mine poured even more