إذا كان عيْنُ الدّمْعِ عيْناً حَقيقةً

إذا كان عيْنُ الدّمْعِ عيْناً حَقيقةً

فإنْسانُها ما نحْنُ فيهِ ولا دَعْوى

فإنْسانُها ما نحْنُ فيهِ ولا دَعْوى

If the Spring of Tears is truly an eye,

If tears' eyes are really eyes,

then its pupil is where we are—no mere claim.

Then its human is not who we are, nor pretense.

فدَامَ لخَيْرِ الأنْسِ واللهْوِ مَلْعَباً

فدَامَ لخَيْرِ الأنْسِ واللهْوِ مَلْعَباً

ولازالَ مَثْواهُ المنعَّمُ لي مَثْوى

ولازالَ مَثْواهُ المنعَّمُ لي مَثْوى

So may it remain a playground for the finest fellowship and merriment,

So it remains as a playground for the best company and enjoyment,

and may its blissful abode ever be my abode.

And its adorned dwelling remains for me a dwelling.

تَوَدُّ الثُرَيّا أنْ يكونَ لهُ ثَرى

تَوَدُّ الثُرَيّا أنْ يكونَ لهُ ثَرى

وتمْدَحُهُ الشِّعْرَى وتحْرُسُ العَوّا

وتمْدَحُهُ الشِّعْرَى وتحْرُسُ العَوّا

The Pleiades long to be its soil,

The Pleiades wish they had soil,

and Sirius praises it, and Al-Awwa guards it.

And Aldebaran praises it, and Capella guards it.