ياO حاصدَreaper of الزَّرعِthe crops ألقِlay down الحبلَthe rope والمنجلْand the sickle
يا حاصدَ الزَّرعِ ألقِ الحبلَ والمنجلْ
الشمسُthe sun غابتhas set وأستارُand the curtains of الدُّجىthe darkness تُسدَلْare drawn
الشمسُ غابت وأستارُ الدُّجى تُسدَلْ
O reaper of the crops, lay down the rope and sickle.
O harvester, cast off the rope and sickle
The sun has set, and the curtains of darkness are drawn.
The sun has set and the veils of dusk descend
واللهand God باركَhas blessed ياO فلاحُfarmer ماwhat تعملْyou do
والله باركَ يا فلاحُ ما تعملْ
فقلso say إذاwhen أطرَبتناdelights us طنَّهُits ringing الجرسِthe bell
فقل إذا أطرَبتنا طنَّهُ الجرسِ
And God has blessed what you do, O farmer.
God has blessed you, O farmer, in your deeds
So say, when the bell's ringing delights us:
Say, when the bells' chant transports us
ماhow أعظَمَgreat الكونَthe universe ياO ربِّيmy Lord وماand how أجمَلْbeautiful
ما أعظَمَ الكونَ يا ربِّي وما أجمَلْ
حلَّhas settled السكونُstillness علىover الغاباتِthe forests والأكمِand the hills
حلَّ السكونُ على الغاباتِ والأكمِ
How great is the universe, O my Lord, and how beautiful!
How great is the universe, O Lord, and how beautiful
Stillness has settled over the forests and hills.
Tranquility has settled on the forests and thickets
والطيرُand the birds عادتhave returned الىto الأوكارِthe nests والأجمِand the thickets
والطيرُ عادت الى الأوكارِ والأجمِ
والنَّفسُand the soul تاقتhas yearned إلىfor الأحلامِthe dreams فيin الظُّلمِthe darkness
والنَّفسُ تاقت إلى الأحلامِ في الظُّلمِ
And the birds have returned to their nests and thickets.
And the birds have returned to their nests and dens
And the soul has yearned for dreams in the darkness.
And the soul yearns for dreams in the darkness
فارجعso return الىto الكوخِthe hut واجلسand sit بينamong أولادكyour children
فارجع الى الكوخِ واجلس بين أولادك
ونمand sleep خلياًfree منof الأحزانِthe sorrows والنَّدَمِand regret
ونم خلياً من الأحزانِ والنَّدَمِ
So return to the hut and sit among your children.
Return to the hut and sit among your children
And sleep free of sorrows and regret.
And sleep free of sorrows and regret
لوif كنتَyou were تعلمُyou know ماwhat ألقىI suffer منfrom الزَّمنِtime
لو كنتَ تعلمُ ما ألقى من الزَّمنِ
وماand what أُقاسيI endure منof الأهوالِthe horrors والمحنِand the ordeals
وما أُقاسي من الأهوالِ والمحنِ
If you knew what time makes me suffer,
If you only knew what I endure from time
And the horrors and ordeals I endure,
And what terrors and trials I withstand
لكُنتَthen you would be تبكيyou weep علىfor ناءٍone far away بلاwithout سَكنِa home
لكُنتَ تبكي على ناءٍ بلا سَكنِ
يشتاقُhe longs for لبنانَLebanon والأقدارُand fate توقفهُstops him
يشتاقُ لبنانَ والأقدارُ توقفهُ
You would weep for one far away, without a home,
You would weep for one without refuge
Who longs for Lebanon, while fate keeps him
Lebanon longs for me but fate holds me back
عنfrom الرّجوعِreturning فواso, oh شوقيmy longing إلىfor وطنيmy homeland
عن الرّجوعِ فوا شوقي إلى وطني
From returning—oh, how I long for my homeland!
From returning, so my longing for my homeland
Sol 6.1