رمضانُRamadan أرجعْbring back لناto us بدْراًBadr تَموجُsurges سَناًradiance
رمضانُ أرجعْ لنا بدْراً تَموجُ سَناً
تختالُstride proudly أقمارُهاits moons فيin أفقناour horizon غُرَرَاradiant
تختالُ أقمارُها في أفقنا غُرَرَا
Ramadan, bring Badr back to us, surging with radiance.
Ramadan, bring back to us a full moon, its waves surging,
Its moons stride proudly on our horizon, radiant.
Its crescents prancing in our horizon, capriciously,
مرَّتْhave passed سنينٌyears ولمand have not تَخْفقْfluttered بيارقُهاits banners
مرَّتْ سنينٌ ولم تَخْفقْ بيارقُها
نُوراًas light تهيمُare enraptured بهby it سوحٌopen spaces لناof ours وذُراand heights
نُوراً تهيمُ به سوحٌ لنا وذُرا
Years have passed, yet its banners have not fluttered
Years have passed, its banners have not fluttered,
As light that enraptures our open spaces and heights.
A light it wanders with, to pastures for us, and homes.
إنَّاindeed, we حَمَلناwe have carried حناياناour hearts' folds لهاfor it صُحُفاًpages
إنَّا حَمَلنا حنايانا لها صُحُفاً
حَتَّىso that نصونَwe safeguard بهاthrough them آثارَهاits traces الدرَرَاthe pearls
حَتَّى نصونَ بها آثارَها الدرَرَا
Indeed, we have carried our hearts' folds as pages for it,
Bearing tablets for it, eagerly we awaited,
So that through them we may safeguard its traces, those pearls.
That we may preserve with them, traces of its gems.
كفىit suffices بناon our part سفَهاًfolly أنthat نرْتَضيwe settle for قَبَساًa firebrand
كفى بنا سفَهاً أن نرْتَضي قَبَساً
يظَلُّremains تحتbeneath رمَادِashes of الوَهْمِillusion منتظراwaiting
يظَلُّ تحت رمَادِ الوَهْمِ منتظرا
It is folly enough for us to settle for a firebrand
Enough foolishness, that we accept an ember,
That remains beneath the ashes of illusion, waiting.
Lurking beneath the ashes of illusion, awaiting.
Sol 6.1