طالَ اِنتِزاحُكَ أَي مَتى مَلقاكا

طالَ اِنتِزاحُكَ أَي مَتى مَلقاكا

وَيَعود لِلوَطنِ العَزيز بَهاكا

وَيَعود لِلوَطنِ العَزيز بَهاكا

Your absence has grown long—ah, when shall I meet you,

Your prolonged absence, when will I meet you

and your splendor return to the beloved homeland?

And return to the beloved homeland happily

لَما رَأكَ وَأَنتَ زينة جيدِهِ

لَما رَأكَ وَأَنتَ زينة جيدِهِ

عَنهُ بَعدتَ بِشَوقِهِ ناداكا

عَنهُ بَعدتَ بِشَوقِهِ ناداكا

When it saw you—you, the ornament of its neck—

When he saw you adorning his neck

gone far from it, it called to you in longing.

He longed for you and called out to you

فَلذاتكَ الغَراءِ فَضلٌ باهِرٌ

فَلذاتكَ الغَراءِ فَضلٌ باهِرٌ

يَدعو لِحُبّكَ شاهِداً بِوفاكا

يَدعو لِحُبّكَ شاهِداً بِوفاكا

For your illustrious person possesses dazzling excellence,

For your precious virtues there is clear superiority

calling for love of you, bearing witness to your faithfulness.

That calls for loving you as a witness to your loyalty

لَكَ في الصِفات الغركل حَميدَةٍ

لَكَ في الصِفات الغركل حَميدَةٍ

طَبعت بِأَفئِدَةِ المَلا مَعناكا

طَبعت بِأَفئِدَةِ المَلا مَعناكا

Among the radiant qualities, every virtue is yours,

You have praiseworthy traits engraved

imprinting your essence upon the hearts of the people.

In the hearts of leaders meaningfully

أَمجمّع الأَلطافِ وَهُوَ يَفيضها

أَمجمّع الأَلطافِ وَهُوَ يَفيضها

هَلا سَمحتَ بِفضلةٍ لِسواكا

هَلا سَمحتَ بِفضلةٍ لِسواكا

O gatherer of graces, who pours them forth,

O Gatherer of graces overflowing them

will you not spare a little for someone besides yourself?

Why not be generous with an extra morsel for your peer

ما أَنتَ ذو بُخلٍ يَضنُّ وَإِنَّما

ما أَنتَ ذو بُخلٍ يَضنُّ وَإِنَّما

لَيسَ البَخيلُ بِمَجدِهِ الاكا

لَيسَ البَخيلُ بِمَجدِهِ الاكا

You are no miser who withholds; rather,

You are not stingy or grudging

none but you is miserly with his glory.

The stingy one has no glory whatsoever

لا تُنكِرُ الصُحبُ الكِرامُ مَآثراً

لا تُنكِرُ الصُحبُ الكِرامُ مَآثراً

عَنها يقصّرُ مِن سَرى مَسراكا

عَنها يقصّرُ مِن سَرى مَسراكا

Your noble companions do not deny the glorious deeds

The noble companionship does not deny favors

that anyone following your path by night falls short of matching.

That the one who travels at night falls short of

تَبعوكَ ما لَحقوكَ إِلا أَنَّهُم

تَبعوكَ ما لَحقوكَ إِلا أَنَّهُم

جاروكَ فَاتَسموا بِبَعضِ ثَناكا

جاروكَ فَاتَسموا بِبَعضِ ثَناكا

They followed you but could not catch you; they only

They followed you wherever you went

vied with you, and so shared in some of your praise.

And took on some of your qualities

وَمِن العَجائِبِ أَنَّهُم لِلَفَضلِ ما

وَمِن العَجائِبِ أَنَّهُم لِلَفَضلِ ما

حَسَدوكَ بَل غَبطوا اِنتِشارَ شَذاكا

حَسَدوكَ بَل غَبطوا اِنتِشارَ شَذاكا

And it is a marvel that, for your excellence, they did not

And of the wonders is that they did not envy you for your superiority

envy you, but admired the spreading of your fragrance.

Rather, they congratulated the blossoming of your splendor

يا اِبنَ التوينيّ الكَريم لَكَ الثَنا

يا اِبنَ التوينيّ الكَريم لَكَ الثَنا

فَلَقَد بنت بَيتَ الفَخار يَداكا

فَلَقَد بنت بَيتَ الفَخار يَداكا

O noble son of al-Tuwayni, praise is yours;

O son of the generous Tuwainis, praise be to you

for your two hands have built the house of glory.

For you built the house of pottery with your hands

لَم أَنسَ يَوم حَلَلتَ مَصرَ فَكُنتَ لي

لَم أَنسَ يَوم حَلَلتَ مَصرَ فَكُنتَ لي

فيها كَيوسف فائِزاً بِصَفاكا

فيها كَيوسف فائِزاً بِصَفاكا

I have not forgotten the day you arrived in Egypt: to me you were

I do not forget the day you came to Egypt, and you were to me

there like Joseph, triumphant through your purity.

In it like Yusuf, triumphant in your clarity

قَد رُحتَ مِن راح المَحبَةِ شارِداً

قَد رُحتَ مِن راح المَحبَةِ شارِداً

لا أَستفيق سِوى عَلى ذكراكا

لا أَستفيق سِوى عَلى ذكراكا

Love's wine has sent you wandering;

You have wandered astray from the meadow of love

I come to my senses only at the thought of you.

I do not awaken except to your memory

أَنا ذَلِكَ المُشتاق أَعدمني النَوى

أَنا ذَلِكَ المُشتاق أَعدمني النَوى

بَعدَ اللُقا جَوراً عَدمتَ نَواكا

بَعدَ اللُقا جَوراً عَدمتَ نَواكا

I am that yearning one whom separation has undone,

I am that longing one, whom absence deprived me

cruelly, after our meeting—may you be spared separation!

Unjustly, after meeting you abandoned your intention

طَيبُ اِجتِماعٍ هبَّ يَختَرِقُ النَوى

طَيبُ اِجتِماعٍ هبَّ يَختَرِقُ النَوى

ما طالَ حَتّى صالَ سَيف جَفاكا

ما طالَ حَتّى صالَ سَيف جَفاكا

The sweetness of reunion stirred, piercing separation;

A good gathering stirred up intention

it scarcely lasted before the sword of your estrangement struck.

No sooner had it lasted than the sword of your separation struck

قَد أَيقَظَ الحُبُّ الموسد بِالحَشى

قَد أَيقَظَ الحُبُّ الموسد بِالحَشى

مَع أَنَّهُ ما نامَ مُنذُ سَراكا

مَع أَنَّهُ ما نامَ مُنذُ سَراكا

It has awakened love, pillowed within my breast,

Love awakened the one slumbering blissfully

though it has not slept since your departure by night.

Although he did not sleep since your departure

كَنَسيمةٍ هَبَّت عَلى النار الَّتي

كَنَسيمةٍ هَبَّت عَلى النار الَّتي

تَحتَ الرَماد فَأَسفَرَت كَسَناكا

تَحتَ الرَماد فَأَسفَرَت كَسَناكا

Like a gentle breeze that blew over the fire

Like a breeze that blew upon the hidden embers

beneath the ashes, so that it shone like your radiance.

And uncovered your spearheads

قُل لِلفُراق بِإِنَّني متجلدٌ

قُل لِلفُراق بِإِنَّني متجلدٌ

فَليرشقنَّ سِهامِهُ فَتاكا

فَليرشقنَّ سِهامِهُ فَتاكا

Tell separation that I am steadfast:

Say to separation, I am steadfast

so let it shower your young man with its arrows.

So let it strike me with its deadly arrows

لا انثني حَتّى أَذيبُ فُؤادَهُ

لا انثني حَتّى أَذيبُ فُؤادَهُ

واقدُّ عاتِقُهُ بِسَيفِ لِقاكا

واقدُّ عاتِقُهُ بِسَيفِ لِقاكا

I shall not yield until I melt its heart

I will not waver until I melt its heart

and cleave its shoulder with the sword of meeting you.

And confront its shoulder with the sword of meeting you

يَوماً سَتَجمَعني السَعادَةُ بِالحِما

يَوماً سَتَجمَعني السَعادَةُ بِالحِما

فَأَكادَ أَرقُص بِالسُرورِ حِماكا

فَأَكادَ أَرقُص بِالسُرورِ حِماكا

One day happiness will bring me to the sanctuary,

One day, happiness will gather me with the protector

and I shall almost dance for joy within your sanctuary.

Then I will dance with joy crazily

أَو لا فَفي النيلِ المُبارَكِ مورَدٌ

أَو لا فَفي النيلِ المُبارَكِ مورَدٌ

يَطفي غَليل خَليل حينَ يَراكا

يَطفي غَليل خَليل حينَ يَراكا

Or else, the blessed Nile offers a watering place

Or not, so in the blessed Nile there is a watering place

that quenches Khalil's burning thirst when he sees you.

That will quench the anguish of a friend when he sees you