يا حُسنَ بُستان داري

يا حُسنَ بُستان داري

وَالوَرد يَقطر طله

وَالوَرد يَقطر طله

How beautiful is the garden of my home!

O beauty of my home's garden

And the rose's dew drips,

Where the roses drip their dew

وَالسُرو قَد مَدَّ فيه

وَالسُرو قَد مَدَّ فيه

عَلى الرَياحين ظِله

عَلى الرَياحين ظِله

And the cypress has spread within it

And the cypress has extended

Its shade over the fragrant plants.

Its shade over the meadows