تَبْكيweeps عَلَيْكَfor you العَيْنُthe eye ياO وَطَنيmy homeland
تَبْكي عَلَيْكَ العَيْنُ يا وَطَني
ويَنوحُand wails صَوْتُthe sound الدَّمْعِof tears فيin الأُذُنِthe ear
ويَنوحُ صَوْتُ الدَّمْعِ في الأُذُنِ
The eye weeps for you, O my homeland,
My eyes weep for you, my homeland,
And the sound of tears wails in the ear.
And the voice of tears laments in the ear,
ويَذوبُand melts قَلْبِيmy heart لِلنَّوَىfrom separation سَقَمًاin sickness
ويَذوبُ قَلْبِي لِلنَّوَى سَقَمًا
وتَموتُand dies نَفْسِيmy soul اليَوْمَtoday فيin الشَّجَنِsorrow
وتَموتُ نَفْسِي اليَوْمَ في الشَّجَنِ
And my heart melts, sick with separation,
My heart melts with longing and becomes ill,
And my soul dies today in sorrow.
And my soul dies today in agony.
وتَظَلُّand remains فيin بالِيmy mind حِكايَتُناour story
وتَظَلُّ في بالِي حِكايَتُنا
نارًاa fire عَلَىupon نارٍa fire مَعَwith الزَّمَنِtime
نارًا عَلَى نارٍ مَعَ الزَّمَنِ
And our story remains in my mind,
Our story remains a fire upon fire over time in my mind,
Fire upon fire as time goes by.
And our plight grows with the days,
وتَزيدُand grows فيover الأَيّامِthe days نَكْبَتُناour calamity
وتَزيدُ في الأَيّامِ نَكْبَتُنا
ماemphatic particle بَيْنَbetween ثَوْبِthe garment الحُزْنِof sorrow والكَفَنِand the shroud
ما بَيْنَ ثَوْبِ الحُزْنِ والكَفَنِ
And our calamity grows as the days pass,
Between the garb of sadness and shroud.
Between the garment of sorrow and the shroud.
We increase it with our separation and the breach between the secret and the open...
وَنَزيدُهاand we increase it فَتْكًاin deadliness بِفُرْقَتِناthrough our division
وَنَزيدُها فَتْكًا بِفُرْقَتِنا
والخُلْفِand the discord بَيْنَbetween السِّرِّthe hidden والعَلَنِand the open ...
والخُلْفِ بَيْنَ السِّرِّ والعَلَنِ ...
And we make it more deadly through our division
Will we return, my people, to our oneness,
And the discord between what is hidden and what is open...
With the guidance of previous ways,
أَنَعودُshall we return? ياO شَعْبيmy people لِوَحْدَتِناto our unity
أَنَعودُ يا شَعْبي لِوَحْدَتِنا
يَهْدِيguides خُطاناour steps سَالِفُthe old السَّنَنِways
يَهْدِي خُطانا سَالِفُ السَّنَنِ
Shall we return, O my people, to our unity,
To reunite us in confidence,
With the ways of old guiding our steps,
The love of life and defense of the homeland?!
لِيَعودَso that it may once more يَجْمَعُناunite us عَلَىin ثِقَةٍtrust
لِيَعودَ يَجْمَعُنا عَلَى ثِقَةٍ
حُبُّlove الحَياةِof life ونُصْرَةُand support الوَطَنِfor the homeland ؟!
حُبُّ الحَياةِ ونُصْرَةُ الوَطَنِ ؟!
So that we may once more be united in trust
By love of life and support for the homeland?!
Partial English translation: 12 of 14 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1