مَرْيَمُ يَا غَرْسَ خَيْرِ كَرْمٍ

مَرْيَمُ يَا غَرْسَ خَيْرِ كَرْمٍ

مِنْ أُسْرَةٍ كُلُّهَا كِرَامُ

مِنْ أُسْرَةٍ كُلُّهَا كِرَامُ

Maryam, O shoot of the finest vineyard,

Mary, O scion of the finest vine

From a family whose members are all noble.

Of a family of noble line

وَيَا فَتَاةً حَكَتْ مُهَاةً

وَيَا فَتَاةً حَكَتْ مُهَاةً

بِكُلِّ حُسْنٍ لَهَا اتِّسَامُ

بِكُلِّ حُسْنٍ لَهَا اتِّسَامُ

And O maiden who resembles an oryx,

O maid whose beauty all defines

She is marked by every kind of beauty.

With perfection she outshines

جَمَالُهَا فِي الظَّلامِ نُورٌ

جَمَالُهَا فِي الظَّلامِ نُورٌ

وَفِي مُحَيَّا الدنَى ابْتِسَامُ

وَفِي مُحَيَّا الدنَى ابْتِسَامُ

Her beauty is light in the darkness,

Her beauty's light, though darkness looms

And a smile upon the face of the worlds.

And smiles that light life's dreary glooms

لَوِ الغَرَامُ اصْطَفَى مِثَالاً

لَوِ الغَرَامُ اصْطَفَى مِثَالاً

لَمَا اصْطَفَى غَيْرَكِ الغَرَامُ

لَمَا اصْطَفَى غَيْرَكِ الغَرَامُ

If love were to choose an exemplar,

If love could choose its ideal type

Love would choose no one but you.

None but you would love's choice hype

أَمَّا السَّجَايَا فَهَلْ يُوَفِّي

أَمَّا السَّجَايَا فَهَلْ يُوَفِّي

أَقَلَّ أَوْصَافِهَا الكَلامُ

أَقَلَّ أَوْصَافِهَا الكَلامُ

As for her virtues, can justice be done

How could mere words e'er hope to sing

To even the least of her qualities by words?

The least of all your glories' ring?

طهْرٌ تَمَامٌ عَقْلٌ

طهْرٌ تَمَامٌ عَقْلٌ

لُطْف تَمَامُ ظَرْفٌ تَمَامُ

لُطْف تَمَامُ ظَرْفٌ تَمَامُ

Perfect purity, intelligence,

Pristine purity, perfect sense

Perfect kindness, perfect charm.

Refinement, elegance intense

شَمَائِلُ الأُمِّ فِيكِ عَادَتْ

شَمَائِلُ الأُمِّ فِيكِ عَادَتْ

وَنُضْرُهُ الوَجْهِ وَالقَوَامُ

وَنُضْرُهُ الوَجْهِ وَالقَوَامُ

Your mother's traits have returned in you,

A mother's gentle virtues rest

And the freshness of face and figure.

Grace your face and form so blessed

أَمٌّ هِيَ الشَّمْسُ فِي بَنشيهَا

أَمٌّ هِيَ الشَّمْسُ فِي بَنشيهَا

يَجْمَعُهُمْ حَوْلَهَا النِّظَامُ

يَجْمَعُهُمْ حَوْلَهَا النِّظَامُ

A mother who is the sun among her children;

A sun is she midst her dear brood

Order gathers them around her.

Order'd in circle round her good

وَحَوْلَهَا مِنْ أَخٍ وَخَالٍ

وَحَوْلَهَا مِنْ أَخٍ وَخَالٍ

مَنْ يَعْرِفُ النبْلُ وَالذِّمَامُ

مَنْ يَعْرِفُ النبْلُ وَالذِّمَامُ

And around her, among brothers and maternal uncles,

Brothers and uncles nobly bred

Are those whom nobility and honor recognize.

Their honor and protection spread

فَاسْتَقْبِلِي يَا عَرُوسُ حَظّاً

فَاسْتَقْبِلِي يَا عَرُوسُ حَظّاً

كَانَ لَهُ بَارِقٌ يُشَامُ

كَانَ لَهُ بَارِقٌ يُشَامُ

So welcome, O bride, the good fortune

O bride! may fortune's dawn now glow

Whose lightning gleam was watched for.

With rosy rays to start life's flow

وَلْيَحْيَ فِي غِبْطَةٍ وَجَاهٍ

وَلْيَحْيَ فِي غِبْطَةٍ وَجَاهٍ

عَرُوسُكِ المَاجِدُ الهُمَامُ

عَرُوسُكِ المَاجِدُ الهُمَامُ

And may he live in joy and esteem,

Long may your noble groom now live

Your noble, gallant bridegroom.

Joy and renown to freely give

الوَجْهُ صُبْحٌ أَغَرُّ سَمْحٌ

الوَجْهُ صُبْحٌ أَغَرُّ سَمْحٌ

وَالاسْمُ مِسْكٌ عَدَاهُ ذَامُ

وَالاسْمُ مِسْكٌ عَدَاهُ ذَامُ

His face is a radiant, gracious dawn,

Your face's morn no fairer e'er

And his name is musk, untouched by reproach.

Your name's sweet musk no rarer air

عِيشَا وَتَهْنِيكُمَا دَوَاماً

عِيشَا وَتَهْنِيكُمَا دَوَاماً

طَلاقَهُ العَيْشِ وَالوِئَامُ

طَلاقَهُ العَيْشِ وَالوِئَامُ

Live, both of you, and may you forever be gladdened

Both live in ease and harmony

By ease of life and harmony.

Blest with life's joy and unity!