لَو كُنتَ حَيثُ اِنصَبَّتِ الشَمسُ لَم تَزَل

لَو كُنتَ حَيثُ اِنصَبَّتِ الشَمسُ لَم تَزَل

مُعَلَّقَةً هاماتُنا بِرَجائِكا

مُعَلَّقَةً هاماتُنا بِرَجائِكا

If you were where the sun sinks, still

If you were where the sun has risen, our hopes

Our heads would remain suspended in hope of you.

Would remain suspended by your promise

وَيَوماكَ يَومٌ ما تُوازى نُجومُهُ

وَيَوماكَ يَومٌ ما تُوازى نُجومُهُ

كَريهٌ وَيَومٌ ماطِرٌ مِن عَطائِكا

كَريهٌ وَيَومٌ ماطِرٌ مِن عَطائِكا

And your two days: a day whose stars are unmatched—

And your day a day whose stars cannot compare

Grim—and a day raining down your bounty.

Miserable, a day raining with your gifts