تَرى النازِلينَ بِأَرضِ العِرا

تَرى النازِلينَ بِأَرضِ العِرا

قِ قَد عَلِموا أَنَّ وَجدي كَذا

قِ قَد عَلِموا أَنَّ وَجدي كَذا

Do you think those dwelling in the land of Iraq

The settlers in the land of Iraq have come to know that my love is as such

have learned that my longing is thus?

So no homeland is cherished after them

فَلا حَبَّذا بَلَدٌ بَعدَهُم

فَلا حَبَّذا بَلَدٌ بَعدَهُم

وَإِن أَوطَنوهُ فَيا حَبَّذا

وَإِن أَوطَنوهُ فَيا حَبَّذا

So no land is welcome once they are gone;

Even if they make it their homeland, how cherished!

but if they make it their home, how welcome it is!

Destruction drew near and passion departed

دَنا طَرَبٌ وَالهَوى نازِحٌ

دَنا طَرَبٌ وَالهَوى نازِحٌ

فَيا بُعدَ ذالَك وَيا قُربَ ذا

فَيا بُعدَ ذالَك وَيا قُربَ ذا

Rapture has drawn near, while the beloved is far away—

So far is that and so near is this

oh, how far that is, and how near this!

A love I obeyed, thereby angering the critics

هَوىً لي أَطَعتُ بِهِ العاذِلينَ

هَوىً لي أَطَعتُ بِهِ العاذِلينَ

وَما طاعَةُ العَذلِ إِلّا أَذى

وَما طاعَةُ العَذلِ إِلّا أَذى

A beloved of mine—I obeyed the reproachers concerning him;

And obedience to criticism is but harm

and obedience to reproach is nothing but harm.

I would annoy my onlooker with it

وَكُنتُ أُقَذّي بِهِ ناظِري

وَكُنتُ أُقَذّي بِهِ ناظِري

فَمُذ غابَ صارَ لِعَيني قَذى

فَمُذ غابَ صارَ لِعَيني قَذى

And through him I used to clear the motes from my eye;

But since it left, it has become an irritation to my eye

but since he vanished, he has become a mote in my eye.