تنفَّسَتْ ريحُ الصَّبا

تنفَّسَتْ ريحُ الصَّبا

عن عِطْرِ أَصحابِ الخِبَا

عن عِطْرِ أَصحابِ الخِبَا

The east wind breathed forth

The morning breeze breathed

the fragrance of the tent-dwellers,

The fragrance of the companions of youth

فذكَّرَتْنا شأْنَهُمْ

فذكَّرَتْنا شأْنَهُمْ

وقد قَضَيْنا عَجَبَا

وقد قَضَيْنا عَجَبَا

and so reminded us of their state,

Reminding us of their ways

while we experienced wonder.

After we had lived in wonder

فمَوْتُنا حَياتُنا

فمَوْتُنا حَياتُنا

وغايَةُ العَجْزِ الصِّبا

وغايَةُ العَجْزِ الصِّبا

For our death is our life,

For our death is our life

and the height of helplessness is youth.

And the utmost incapacity is youth

ريحٌ به الضِّدَّانِ من

ريحٌ به الضِّدَّانِ من

حُكْمِ البُروزِ انْقَلَبا

حُكْمِ البُروزِ انْقَلَبا

A wind through which the two opposites

A wind in which opposites

have turned away from manifestation's law.

Of wisdom and emergence are reversed

أَلا فطيبي وارْجِعي

أَلا فطيبي وارْجِعي

باللهِ يا ريحَ الصَّبا

باللهِ يا ريحَ الصَّبا

Ah, be fragrant and return,

Oh return, blowing gently,

by God, O east wind!

By God, O morning breeze!