سَقاكِ صَوبُ الحَيا يا دارُ يا دارُ

سَقاكِ صَوبُ الحَيا يا دارُ يا دارُ

فَكَم تَقَضَّت لِقَلبِيَ فيكِ أَوطارُ

فَكَم تَقَضَّت لِقَلبِيَ فيكِ أَوطارُ

May the pouring rain water you, O dwelling, O dwelling!

The fate of life made you drink, O house, O house

For how many of my heart’s desires were fulfilled in you!

How many turns has my heart taken in you

وَحَبَّذا فيكِ آثارٌ أُشاهِدُها

وَحَبَّذا فيكِ آثارٌ أُشاهِدُها

مِنَ الحَبيبِ لَها في القَلبِ آثارُ

مِنَ الحَبيبِ لَها في القَلبِ آثارُ

And how lovely are the traces I behold in you,

I wish in you are traces I can see

Of the beloved, which leave their marks upon the heart.

Of the beloved, leaving traces in my heart

عَهِدتُ رَبعَكِ مَأنوساً يُغازِلُني

عَهِدتُ رَبعَكِ مَأنوساً يُغازِلُني

فيهِ شُموسٌ مُنيراتٌ وَأَقمارُ

فيهِ شُموسٌ مُنيراتٌ وَأَقمارُ

I knew your dwelling full of company; I was wooed

I knew your neighborhood intimate, flirting with me

Within it by radiant suns and moons.

In it shining suns and moons

مَتى تَعودُ لَيالٍ فيكِ لي سَلَفَت

مَتى تَعودُ لَيالٍ فيكِ لي سَلَفَت

فَهُم يَقولونَ إِنَّ الدَهرَ دَوّارُ

فَهُم يَقولونَ إِنَّ الدَهرَ دَوّارُ

When will the nights I once spent in you return?

When will nights in you return to me they passed?

For they say that time is ever turning.

For they say time is ever-turning