قُمrise أَدِرpass around ياO خليلُKhalil شِعرَكَyour poetry فيناamong us
قُم أَدِر يا خليلُ شِعرَكَ فينا
قَرقَفاًwine يَشرَبُdrinks up النهىreason وَعُقاراand heady wine
قَرقَفاً يَشرَبُ النهى وَعُقارا
Rise, Khalil, and pass your poetry among us,
Rise, O Khaleel, and let your poetry flow through us
As wine that drinks up reason, and as heady wine.
Like a jug pouring teachings and wisdom
أَنتyou مَطرانُbishop (also Mutran) دينfaith شِعرٍpoetry جديدٍnew
أَنت مَطرانُ دين شِعرٍ جديدٍ
فَتنَenchanted المُسلِمينَthe Muslims قَبلَbefore النَصارىthe Christians
فَتنَ المُسلِمينَ قَبلَ النَصارى
You are the bishop of the faith of new poetry,
You are a rainfalls of a new poetry faith
Which enchanted Muslims before Christians.
That graced Muslims before it did Christians
Sol 6.1