هَذِيthese رُؤُوسُheads الْقِمَمِthe peaks الشِّماءِlofty
هَذِي رُؤُوسُ الْقِمَمِ الشِّماءِ
نَوَاهِضاًupholding بِالْقُبَّةthe dome الزَّرْقَاءِblue
نَوَاهِضاً بِالْقُبَّة الزَّرْقَاءِ
These are the heads of the lofty peaks,
These are the lofty mountain peaks
Upholding the blue dome,
Ascending into the azure dome
نَوَاصِعُgleaming الْعَمَائِمِthe turbans البَيْضَاءِwhite
نَوَاصِعُ الْعَمَائِمِ البَيْضَاءِ
رَوَائِعَsplendid المَنَاطِقِthe girdles الْخضْرَاءِgreen
رَوَائِعَ المَنَاطِقِ الْخضْرَاءِ
Gleaming in their white turbans,
The towering turbans, purest white
Splendid in their green girdles.
Exquisite garments, emerald robes
يَاO حُسْنَbeauty هَذِيthis الرَّمْلَةِthe sandy ground الوَعْسَاءِsoft and yielding
يَا حُسْنَ هَذِي الرَّمْلَةِ الوَعْسَاءِ
وَهَذِهِand these الأَوْدِيَةِthe valleys الْغَنَّاءِlush
وَهَذِهِ الأَوْدِيَةِ الْغَنَّاءِ
Oh, the beauty of this soft sandy ground,
O beauty of the rugged sands
And these lush valleys,
And valleys full of song
وَهَذِهِand these المَنَازِلِthe houses الْحَمْرَاءِred
وَهَذِهِ المَنَازِلِ الْحَمْرَاءِ
رَاقيةْascending مَعَارِجَstairways العَلاَءِthe heights
رَاقيةْ مَعَارِجَ العَلاَءِ
And these red houses,
And dwellings painted red
Ascending the stairways to the heights,
Rising to the heights sublime
وَهَذِهِand these الْخُطُوطِthe lines فِيin البَيْدَاءِthe wilderness
وَهَذِهِ الْخُطُوطِ فِي البَيْدَاءِ
كَأَنَّهاas though they were أَسِرَّةُbrow-lines العَذْرَاءِthe maiden
كَأَنَّها أَسِرَّةُ العَذْرَاءِ
And these lines in the wilderness,
And lines across the desert vast
Like the lines upon a maiden's brow,
As if a maiden's braids they traced
وَذلِكَand that التَّدْبِيجِthe embroidery فِيin الصَّحرَاءِthe desert
وَذلِكَ التَّدْبِيجِ فِي الصَّحرَاءِ
مِنْof كُلِّevery رَسْمٍdesign بَاهِرٍdazzling لِلرَّائيto the beholder
مِنْ كُلِّ رَسْمٍ بَاهِرٍ لِلرَّائي
And that embroidery in the desert,
And patterns strewn across the wild
Of every design dazzling to the beholder,
Each image clear for eyes beguiled
وهَذِهِand these الِميَاهِthe waters فِيin الصَّفاءِclarity
وهَذِهِ الِميَاهِ فِي الصَّفاءِ
آناًat times وَفِيand in الإِزْبَادِfoaming وَالإِرْغَاءِand frothing
آناً وَفِي الإِزْبَادِ وَالإِرْغَاءِ
And these waters, clear
And waters pure within this place
At times, and at others foaming and frothing,
Now stilled, now turning, undulant grace
تَنْسَابُthey flow فِيthrough الرَّوْضِthe meadow عَلَىin الْتِوَاءِa winding course
تَنْسَابُ فِي الرَّوْضِ عَلَى الْتِوَاءِ
خَفيَّةhidden ظَاهِرَةَvisible الَّلأْلاَءِthe radiance
خَفيَّة ظَاهِرَةَ الَّلأْلاَءِ
Flowing through the meadow in winding curves,
Meandering through gardens fair
Hidden, yet their radiance plain,
Jewels hid, jewels bare
وَنَسَمٍand breezes قَوَاتِلٍdeadly لِلدَّاءِto disease
وَنَسَمٍ قَوَاتِلٍ لِلدَّاءِ
يَشْفِينَthey heal كُلَّevery فَاقِدِone lacking الشِّفاءِa cure
يَشْفِينَ كُلَّ فَاقِدِ الشِّفاءِ
And breezes deadly to disease,
And winds that cure all pains
Healing all who lack a cure,
And heal the sick, grant health again
وَمَعْشَرٍand a company كَأنْجُمِlike the stars of الْجَوْزَاءِOrion
وَمَعْشَرٍ كَأنْجُمِ الْجَوْزَاءِ
يَلْتَمِسُونَthey seek سُتْرَةَthe shelter of المسَاءِevening
يَلْتَمِسُونَ سُتْرَةَ المسَاءِ
And a company like the stars of Orion,
As stars of Gemini's constellation
Seeking the shelter of evening,
Seeking night's recitation
فِيin مَلْعَبٍa playground لِلطِّيبِfor fragrance وَالْهَوَاءِand air
فِي مَلْعَبٍ لِلطِّيبِ وَالْهَوَاءِ
وَمَرْتَعٍand a pasture لِلنَّفسِfor the soul وَالأَهْوَاءِand desires
وَمَرْتَعٍ لِلنَّفسِ وَالأَهْوَاءِ
In a playground for fragrance and air,
In playgrounds scented, aired
And a pasture for the soul and desires,
For soul and fancy flared
وَمَبْعَثٍand a wellspring لِلفِكْرِfor thought وَالذَّكَاءِand intelligence
وَمَبْعَثٍ لِلفِكْرِ وَالذَّكَاءِ
وَمُنْتَدىًand a gathering place لِلشِعْرِfor poetry وَالغِنَاءِand song
وَمُنْتَدىً لِلشِعْرِ وَالغِنَاءِ
And a wellspring for thought and intelligence,
Wellspring of thought and intellect
And a gathering place for poetry and song.
For song and verse collect
يَاO وَطَناًhomeland نَفْدِيهِwe ransom it بِالدِّمَاءِwith blood
يَا وَطَناً نَفْدِيهِ بِالدِّمَاءِ
وَالأَنْفُسِand lives الصَّادِقَةِsincere الْوَلاَءِloyalty
وَالأَنْفُسِ الصَّادِقَةِ الْوَلاَءِ
O homeland, we ransom you with blood,
O homeland, for which blood we shed
And lives true in their loyalty.
True souls their fealty pledge
مَاhow أسْعَدَhappy الظَّافِرَthe one who attains بِاللِّقَاءِreunion
مَا أسْعَدَ الظَّافِرَ بِاللِّقَاءِ
وَالقُرْبِand nearness بِعْدَafter الهَجْرِseparation وَالْجَلاَءِand exile
وَالقُرْبِ بِعْدَ الهَجْرِ وَالْجَلاَءِ
How happy the one who attains reunion,
Fortunate, the one who comes
And nearness after separation and exile!
Close again, when distant roamed
إِنْif أَكْI am بَاكِياًweeping مِنَfrom السَّرَّاءِjoy
إِنْ أَكْ بَاكِياً مِنَ السَّرَّاءِ
فَإِنَّfor indeed طُولَthe length of الشَّوْقِlonging فِيin التَّنَائِيseparation
فَإِنَّ طُولَ الشَّوْقِ فِي التَّنَائِي
If I am weeping from joy,
If I weep for bliss supreme
It is because long yearning in separation
Yearning's ache drew tears, it seems
أَلَّفَhas joined بَيْنَbetween العَيْنِthe eye وَالْبُكَاءِand weeping
أَلَّفَ بَيْنَ العَيْنِ وَالْبُكَاءِ
Has joined the eye to weeping.
Partial English translation: 30 of 31 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1