جَرى السَيلُ فَاِستَبكانِيَ السَيلُ إِذ جَرى

جَرى السَيلُ فَاِستَبكانِيَ السَيلُ إِذ جَرى

وَفاضَت لَهُ مِن مُقلَتَيَّ سُروبُ

وَفاضَت لَهُ مِن مُقلَتَيَّ سُروبُ

The torrent flowed, and the torrent made me weep as it flowed.

The flood raced by, so the flood made me weep

And streams of tears overflowed from my eyes for it.

When it raced past, spilling tears from my eyelids

وَما ذاكَ إِلا حَيثُ أَيقَنتُ أَنَّهُ

وَما ذاكَ إِلا حَيثُ أَيقَنتُ أَنَّهُ

يَمُرُّ بِوادٍ أَنتِ مِنهُ قَريبُ

يَمُرُّ بِوادٍ أَنتِ مِنهُ قَريبُ

And that was only because I knew for certain that it

And that was only because I knew for sure

Passes through a valley close to you.

It would travel through a valley near to you

يَكونُ أُجاجاً دونَكُم فَإِذا اِنتَهى

يَكونُ أُجاجاً دونَكُم فَإِذا اِنتَهى

إِلَيكُم تَلَقّى طيبَكُم فَيَطيبُ

إِلَيكُم تَلَقّى طيبَكُم فَيَطيبُ

It is bitterly salty before reaching you; then, when it comes

It would be turbulent before reaching you

To you, it receives your fragrance and becomes sweet.

But once it got to you, it would be sweetened by your scent

أَيا ساكِني شَرقيَّ دِجلَةَ كُلُّكُم

أَيا ساكِني شَرقيَّ دِجلَةَ كُلُّكُم

إِلى النَفسِ مِن أَجلِ الحَبيبِ حَبيبُ

إِلى النَفسِ مِن أَجلِ الحَبيبِ حَبيبُ

O dwellers east of the Tigris, all of you

Oh, all you who live east of the Tigris

Are dear to my soul for the beloved's sake.

For the soul, the beloved is always beloved