أَقْبَلَ الصُّبْحُ يُغنِّي

أَقْبَلَ الصُّبْحُ يُغنِّي

للحياةِ النَّاعِسَهْ

للحياةِ النَّاعِسَهْ

Morning came singing

The dawn arrived singing

Morning has arrived, singing

To drowsy life.

To the sleepy life

To life that is still drowsy,

والرُّبى تَحلمُ في ظِلِّ

والرُّبى تَحلمُ في ظِلِّ

الغُصونِ المائِسَهْ

الغُصونِ المائِسَهْ

And the hills dream in the shade

While the meadows dream in the shade

And the hills dream within the shadow

Of swaying branches.

Of the withering branches

Of the swaying boughs,

والصَّبا تُرْقِصُ أَوراقَ

والصَّبا تُرْقِصُ أَوراقَ

الزُّهورِ اليابسَهْ

الزُّهورِ اليابسَهْ

And the east wind sets dancing the petals

And the breeze dances the leaves

And the breeze makes the leaves dance

Of withered flowers.

Of the dried flowers

Of the withered flowers,

وتَهادى النُّورَ في

وتَهادى النُّورَ في

تِلْكَ الفِجاجِ الدَّامسَهْ

تِلْكَ الفِجاجِ الدَّامسَهْ

And the light glided through

And the light sways

And the light glides gracefully into

Those dark mountain passes.

In those gloomy ravines

Those dark, deep ravines.

أَقبلَ الصُّبْحُ جميلاً

أَقبلَ الصُّبْحُ جميلاً

يملأُ الأُفْقَ بَهَاهْ

يملأُ الأُفْقَ بَهَاهْ

Morning came, beautiful,

The dawn arrived beautifully

Morning has arrived, beautiful,

Its splendor filling the horizon.

Filling the horizon with its splendor

Filling the horizon with its splendor;

فتَمَطَّى الزَّهرُ والطَّيْرُ

فتَمَطَّى الزَّهرُ والطَّيْرُ

وأَمواجُ المياهْ

وأَمواجُ المياهْ

Then the flowers and birds stretched,

So the flowers and birds fluttered

So the flowers and birds stretch themselves,

And the waves of the water.

And the waves of water

As do the waves of the water.

قَدْ أَفاقَ العالم الحيُّ

قَدْ أَفاقَ العالم الحيُّ

وغَنَّى للحياهْ

وغَنَّى للحياهْ

The living world has awakened

The living world has awakened

The living world has awakened

And sung to life.

And sang to life

And sung to life;

فأَفيقي يا خِرافي

فأَفيقي يا خِرافي

وهَلُمِّي يا شِياهْ

وهَلُمِّي يا شِياهْ

So awaken, O my lambs,

So awake my ewes

So wake up, my sheep,

And come, O sheep.

And come my lambs

And come along, my ewes,

واتبعِيني يا شِياهي

واتبعِيني يا شِياهي

بَيْنَ أَسرابِ الطُّيورْ

بَيْنَ أَسرابِ الطُّيورْ

And follow me, O my sheep,

And follow me my lambs

And follow me, my flock,

Among the flocks of birds.

Among the flocks of birds

Amidst the swarms of birds,

واملإِي الوادي ثُغاءً

واملإِي الوادي ثُغاءً

ومِراحاً وحُبُورْ

ومِراحاً وحُبُورْ

And fill the valley with bleating

And fill the valley with bleating

And fill the valley with your bleating,

And frolic and joy.

And joy and rams

With frolic and with joy.

واسمعي هَمْسَ السَّواقي

واسمعي هَمْسَ السَّواقي

وانشقي عِطْرَ الزُّهُورْ

وانشقي عِطْرَ الزُّهُورْ

And hear the whisper of the watercourses,

And listen to the murmur of the brooks

Listen to the whisper of the brooks,

And inhale the fragrance of flowers.

And breathe in the scent of flowers

And inhale the flowers' scent,

وانظري الوادي يُغَشِّيهِ

وانظري الوادي يُغَشِّيهِ

الضَّبابُ المُسْتَنيرْ

الضَّبابُ المُسْتَنيرْ

And see the valley, veiled

And see the valley covered

And gaze at the valley covered by

By the luminous mist.

By the shining mist

The luminous mist.

واقطُفي من كلإِ الأَرضِ

واقطُفي من كلإِ الأَرضِ

ومَرعاها الجَديدْ

ومَرعاها الجَديدْ

And pluck from the earth's herbage

And pick from all the land

Graze upon the earth's grass,

And its fresh pasture.

And its new pastures

And its fresh, new pasture,

واسمعي شبَّابتي تَشْدُو

واسمعي شبَّابتي تَشْدُو

بمعسولِ النَّشيدْ

بمعسولِ النَّشيدْ

And hear my reed pipe singing

And listen to my youthfulness singing

And listen to my reed flute singing

In honeyed song.

With the honeyed chant

Its honeyed song.

نَغَمٌ يَصْعَدُ مِنْ قلبي

نَغَمٌ يَصْعَدُ مِنْ قلبي

كأَنفاسِ الوُرودْ

كأَنفاسِ الوُرودْ

A melody rises from my heart

A melody rises from my heart

A melody rising from my heart

Like the breaths of roses,

Like the breath of roses

Like the breath of roses,

ثمَّ يَسْمو طائراً كالبلبلِ

ثمَّ يَسْمو طائراً كالبلبلِ

الشَّادي السَّعيدْ

الشَّادي السَّعيدْ

Then soars, flying like the nightingale,

Then it soars like a happy bulbul

Then soaring high like a nightingale,

The happy songster.

And when we come to the forest

The happy, singing bird.

وإذا جئْنا إلى الغابِ

وإذا جئْنا إلى الغابِ

وغطَّانا الشَّجَرْ

وغطَّانا الشَّجَرْ

And when we come to the forest,

And the trees cover us

And when we reach the forest

And the trees cover us,

Then pick what you wish

And the trees shelter us,

فاقطُفي مَا شئْتِ مِنْ عُشْبٍ

فاقطُفي مَا شئْتِ مِنْ عُشْبٍ

وزهرٍ وثَمَرْ

وزهرٍ وثَمَرْ

Then pluck whatever grass you wish,

Of grass, flowers and fruit

Graze as you wish upon the grass,

And flowers and fruit.

The sun nursed it with light

The flowers, and the fruit;

أرضَعَتْهُ الشَّمسُ بالضَّوءِ

أرضَعَتْهُ الشَّمسُ بالضَّوءِ

وغذَّاهُ القَمَرْ

وغذَّاهُ القَمَرْ

The sun has suckled it with light,

And the moon fed it

Suckled by the sun with light,

And the moon has nourished it,

And it drank from the dewdrops

And nourished by the moon,

وارتَوَى مِنْ قَطَراتِ الظَّلِّ

وارتَوَى مِنْ قَطَراتِ الظَّلِّ

في وقتِ السَّحَرْ

في وقتِ السَّحَرْ

And it has drunk its fill of drops of shade

At the time of dawn

Quenched by the dewdrops of the shade

In the hour before dawn.

And roam as you wish in the valleys

At the hour of dawn.

وامْرَحي مَا شئتِ في الوديانِ

وامْرَحي مَا شئتِ في الوديانِ

أَو فَوْقَ التِّلالْ

أَو فَوْقَ التِّلالْ

And frolic as you please in the valleys,

Or atop the hills

Frolic as you please in the valleys,

Or upon the hills.

And crouch in their ample shade

Or atop the hills,

واربضي في ظلِّها الوارِفِ

واربضي في ظلِّها الوارِفِ

إنْ خِفْتِ الكَلالْ

إنْ خِفْتِ الكَلالْ

And lie down in their spreading shade

If you fear boredom

And lie down in their lush shade

If you fear fatigue.

And chew on the grasses and thoughts

If you fear fatigue.

وامْضَغي الأَعشابَ والأَفكارَ

وامْضَغي الأَعشابَ والأَفكارَ

في صَمْتِ الظِّلالْ

في صَمْتِ الظِّلالْ

And chew the grasses and the thoughts

In the silence of the shadows

Chew upon the grass and thoughts

In the silence of the shadows.

And listen to the wind singing

In the silence of the shadows,

واسمعي الرِّيحَ تُغَنِّي

واسمعي الرِّيحَ تُغَنِّي

في شَمَاريخِ الجِبَالْ

في شَمَاريخِ الجِبَالْ

And hear the wind singing

In the pipes of the mountains

And listen to the wind singing

Among the mountain peaks.

For in the forest are flowers

Amongst the mountain peaks.

إنَّ في الغابِ أَزاهيراً

إنَّ في الغابِ أَزاهيراً

وأَعشاباً عِذابْ

وأَعشاباً عِذابْ

Indeed, in the forest are blossoms

And herbs of torment

For within the forest are blossoms

And sweet grasses.

Around which the bees hum

And grasses sweet to taste,

يُنشِدُ النَّحْلُ حوالَيْها

يُنشِدُ النَّحْلُ حوالَيْها

أَهازيجاً طِرابْ

أَهازيجاً طِرابْ

The bees sing around them

Enchanting songs

Around which the bees chant

Joyous songs.

Their pure fragrance not defiled

Their enchanting songs.

لمْ تُدَنِّسْ عِطرها الطَّاهرِ

لمْ تُدَنِّسْ عِطرها الطَّاهرِ

أَنفاسَ الذِّئابْ

أَنفاسَ الذِّئابْ

Their pure fragrance has not been sullied

By the breaths of wolves

Their pure fragrance has not been defiled

By the breaths of wolves.

Nor did the fox roam them

By the breath of wolves,

لا ولا طافَ بها الثَّعْلَبُ

لا ولا طافَ بها الثَّعْلَبُ

في بعضِ الصِّحابْ

في بعضِ الصِّحابْ

No, nor has the fox roamed there

In some plains

Nor has the fox prowled amongst them

Among some companions.

And sweet scent, magic,

With any of his pack.

وشذاً حلواً وسِحْراً

وشذاً حلواً وسِحْراً

وسَلاماً وظِلالْ

وسَلاماً وظِلالْ

And sweet fragrance and enchantment,

Peace and shade

But rather sweet perfume, and magic,

And peace and shade,

And an enchanting breeze, gentle gait

And peace, and shade,

ونَسيماً ساحرَ الخطوَةِ

ونَسيماً ساحرَ الخطوَةِ

مَوْفُورَ الدَّلالْ

مَوْفُورَ الدَّلالْ

And a breeze with an enchanting step,

Delight abounds

And a breeze with a magical step,

Abounding in coy charm,

And branches that dance with light

Full of coquettish grace,

وغُصوناً يرقُصُ النُّورُ

وغُصوناً يرقُصُ النُّورُ

عليها والجَمالْ

عليها والجَمالْ

And branches—the light dances

And beauty

And branches upon which light

Upon them, and beauty too,

And eternal greenery

And beauty dance,

واخضراراً أَبديًّا

واخضراراً أَبديًّا

لَيْسَ تَمحوهُ اللَّيالْ

لَيْسَ تَمحوهُ اللَّيالْ

And everlasting greenness

That nights don't erase

And an eternal greenness

That the nights do not erase.

You won't tire my ewe

That nights cannot erase.

لن تَملِّي يا خِرافي

لن تَملِّي يا خِرافي

في حِمى الغابِ الظَّليلْ

في حِمى الغابِ الظَّليلْ

You will not grow bored, O my lambs,

In the forest's shady refuge

You shall not weary, my sheep,

In the sanctuary of the shady forest.

For the forest's time is a playful child

In the sanctuary of the shady wood,

فزَمَانُ الغابِ طفلٌ لاعبٌ

فزَمَانُ الغابِ طفلٌ لاعبٌ

عَذْبٌ جميلْ

عَذْبٌ جميلْ

For time in the forest is a playful child,

Sweet and beautiful

For forest time is a playful child,

Sweet and beautiful.

While people's time is an old man

Sweet and beautiful.

وزمانُ النَّاسِ شَيْخٌ

وزمانُ النَّاسِ شَيْخٌ

عابِسُ الوجهِ ثَقيلْ

عابِسُ الوجهِ ثَقيلْ

And time among people is an old man,

With a difficult, sullen face

But the time of men is an old man,

Grim-faced and ponderous,

Who walks in boredom

Frowning-faced and heavy,

يتمشَّى في مَلالٍ

يتمشَّى في مَلالٍ

فَوْقَ هاتيكَ السُّهولْ

فَوْقَ هاتيكَ السُّهولْ

Strolling in boredom

Over those plains

Walking in weariness

Across those plains.

You have your pasture in the forests

Over those plains.

لكِ في الغاباتِ مرعاكِ

لكِ في الغاباتِ مرعاكِ

ومَسْعاكِ الجميلْ

ومَسْعاكِ الجميلْ

In the forests you have your pasture

And your beautiful surroundings

Yours in the forests is the pasture

And your lovely roaming;

While I have my singing and playing

And the beautiful path,

وليَ الإِنْشادُ والعَزْفُ

وليَ الإِنْشادُ والعَزْفُ

إلى وَقْتِ الأَصيلْ

إلى وَقْتِ الأَصيلْ

And for me, singing and playing music,

Until twilight

And mine is the singing and playing

Until late afternoon.

And when the shade of the thin vegetation grows long

Until the time of sunset.

فإذا طالتْ ظِلالُ الكَلإِ

فإذا طالتْ ظِلالُ الكَلإِ

الغضِّ الضَّئيلْ

الغضِّ الضَّئيلْ

So when the shadows of the grass lengthen,

Then let's return our walk

And when the shadows lengthen

Tender and small,

To the noble, living one

Over the tender, slender grass,

فهلمِّي نُرْجِعِ المَسْعَى

فهلمِّي نُرْجِعِ المَسْعَى

إلى الحيِّ النَّبيلْ

إلى الحيِّ النَّبيلْ

Then come, let us turn our course back

Come, let us turn our steps back

To the noble settlement.

To the noble hamlet.