لبنان وطن الغريب — Adeeb Mazhar

«لبنانُ يا وطنَ الغريبِ ومجدِهِ

مجدٌ بناه شبابُكَ المهصورُ

Lebanon, O homeland of the stranger and his glory,

A glory built by your oppressed youth;

تتحطّم الأيامُ تحت نعالهِ

وتصدُّ عنه وصرفُها مقهور

The days shatter beneath his sandals,

And recoil from him, their vicissitudes vanquished.

لبنانُ صبراً والخطوبُ جسيمةٌ

إنّ الكريمَ على الخطوبِ صبور

Lebanon, have patience—the calamities are grievous;

For the noble are patient in the face of calamities.

قل للذي يرنو لسفحكَ طامحاً

دون البلادِ مرائرٌ وصُدور

Say to whoever eyes your mountainside with ambition:

Between you and the land stand steadfast wills and breasts.

إنْ أعوزتكَ من الرجال أُسودُها

فأهِبْ تُجبْكَ حرائرٌ وبُكور

If you lack the land's lions among men,

Then call: freeborn women and maidens will answer you.

للّه سفحُكَ والشقيقُ بساطُهُ

والغارُ إكليلٌ وأنتَ أمير

To God belongs your mountainside; anemones are its carpet,

And laurel is a crown, and you a prince.

والنورُ مَرَّ به الربيعُ فهزَّهُ

والفطرُ تحت ردائه مقرور

And spring passed by the blossoms and stirred them,

And the mushrooms lie chilled beneath its cloak.

وجثا العرارُ على الصخور وإنّ بَيْـ

ـنَ غصونه القُمْرِيُّ والشّحرور

And the arar shrub knelt upon the rocks; and indeed be—

—tween its branches are the turtledove and the blackbird.

وهناك في الوادي غديرٌ تائهٌ

متلفّتٌ بين الجبالِ نَفور

And there in the valley is a wandering brook,

Glancing about among the mountains, skittish.

يهفو الصباحُ فيستحمّ بمائهِ

وينام فوق ضفافه الديجور

Morning flutters and bathes in its water,

And deep darkness sleeps upon its banks.

وتعوده الأرواحُ في خَطَراتها

ويُظلّه الصفصافُ والمنثور

And spirits visit it in their wanderings,

And willows and stock flowers shade it.

ألفَ الرعاةَ فلا يَخاف ربابَهم

فغناؤهم وغِنا المياهِ زفير»

It has grown familiar with the shepherds, so it does not fear their rababs;

For their song and the waters' song are a sigh.