ياO دارhome قلبيmy heart دايمalways الدُومforever بطريكremembers you
يا دار قلبي دايم الدُوم بطريك
وَإِنand when نمتI sleep أَشوفكI see you بِالهَواجيسin dreams ياO دارhome
وَإِن نمت أَشوفك بِالهَواجيس يا دار
O home, my heart remembers you forever and always.
O home of my heart, always yearning for you
And when I sleep, I see you in dreams, O home.
Even if I sleep, I see you in my dreams, O home
ياO دارhome ماnot ظنيتI thought عالعمرthroughout a lifetime نجزيكwe would leave you
يا دار ما ظنيت عالعمر نجزيك
لكنbut حكمthe decree of اللَهGod عَلىupon الخَلقcreation عسارharsh
لكن حكم اللَه عَلى الخَلق عسار
O home, I never thought we would leave you as long as we lived.
O home, I never thought we'd part in life
But God's decree is harsh upon creation.
But God's judgment on creation is difficult
ياO دارhome رحناwe went بالممالكthrough the realms تشاريكscattered
يا دار رحنا بالممالك تشاريك
ماnot تندبيناyou lament us فيin تناويحwailing وَشعارand verse
ما تندبينا في تناويح وَشعار
O home, we went scattered through the realms.
O home, we traveled with you to other lands
Will you not lament us in wailing and verse?
Don't blame us in your prayers and poetry
ياoh كبرthe greatness of هميmy sorrow إِنif كانwere غيريsomeone other than me مراعيكtending you
يا كبر همي إِن كان غيري مراعيك
وَحناand we بحبسin the prison of الرُومthe Ottomans جواتamid الأبحارthe seas
وَحنا بحبس الرُوم جوات الأبحار
How great my sorrow if someone else tends you,
O my great sorrow, if others dwell in you
While we are in Ottoman captivity, amid the seas.
While we're imprisoned by the Romans across seas
وَأَناand I أتذكرremember شوفةthe sight لاof (reading uncertain) جواريكyour maidens
وَأَنا أتذكر شوفة لا جواريك
الليwhose لميعthe gleam of خدودهنtheir cheeks مثلlike الأَقمارthe moons
اللي لميع خدودهن مثل الأَقمار
And I remember the sight of your maidens,
I remember your view, your neighbors
Whose gleaming cheeks are like moons.
Whose cheeks shine like moons
يمحلاhow lovely جمعthe gathering of الرفاقاthe companions بعلاليكin your upper rooms
يمحلا جمع الرفاقا بعلاليك
والبنand the coffee يزهيgleams وَالفناجينand the cups دوارcirculating
والبن يزهي وَالفناجين دوار
How lovely the companions' gathering in your upper rooms,
Where all the friends gathered in your ruins
And coffee gleams, and cups go round.
And the coffee pots going round
ياO دارhome كنتI was منamong القبايلthe tribes معزبكyour host
يا دار كنت من القبايل معزبك
ولانيand I am not بحالlike الليone who علىthrough الحَربwar صبارsteadfast
ولاني بحال اللي على الحَرب صبار
O home, among the tribes I was your host,
O home, you were the glory of the tribes
And I am not like one who patiently endures war.
Since I'm like those steadfast in war
لعبواthey toyed بكwith you العيانthe notables وَأهلand the men of التحاريكintrigues
لعبوا بك العيان وَأهل التحاريك
لاuntil ماغديتyou became للمخاليقto people معيارa byword of shame
لا ماغديت للمخاليق معيار
The notables and men of intrigue toyed with you,
The blind and the jealous played with you
Until you became a byword of shame among people.
You're no longer a model for people
ياO دارhome كانواthey used to ينحروكmake straight for you المهاليكthe hard-pressed
يا دار كانوا ينحروك المهاليك
وكنتand you were مزارa place of visitation ودايمand always الدُومforever ينزارvisited
وكنت مزار ودايم الدُوم ينزار
O home, the hard-pressed used to make straight for you,
O home, the tyrants demolished you
And you were a place of visitation, ever and always frequented.
Though you were a shrine, always tearful
كَمhow many أَميرa prince وبيكand a bey ياماhow many times احتمىsought refuge بيكin you
كَم أَمير وبيك ياما احتمى بيك
منfrom ديرةthe land of ابنIbn سعودSaud لبلادto the lands of سنجارSinjar
من ديرة ابن سعود لبلاد سنجار
How many princes and beys, how many sought refuge in you,
Many a prince sought refuge in you
From Ibn Saud's land to the lands of Sinjar.
From Riyadh to Sinjar’s lands
سطامSattam ابنibn شعلانSha'lan جاناcame to us احتمىsought refuge بيكin you
سطام ابن شعلان جانا احتمى بيك
يومنwhen لفاhe arrived منfrom ضيقthe confinement of الحبسprison فرارfleeing
يومن لفا من ضيق الحبس فرار
Sattam ibn Sha'lan came to us and sought refuge in you,
Sattam bin Shaalan came seeking you
When he arrived, fleeing the confines of prison.
When he escaped the tight prison
منfrom قبلearlier فيصلFaisal وابنand Ibn دوخيDukhi وذوليكand those others
من قبل فيصل وابن دوخي وذوليك
وَاهلand the people of الشمالthe north الليwho عالخيلon horseback شطارskilled
وَاهل الشمال اللي عالخيل شطار
Before him, Faisal, Ibn Dukhi, and those others,
Before Faisal, Ibn Dokhi and theirs
And the people of the north, skilled on horseback.
And the north's skilled horsemen
ماnot عمرever طوطa loud blast الرومthe Ottomans خوفfrightened أَهاليكyour people
ما عمر طوط الروم خوف أَهاليك
وَلاand not يُومa day تبيyou dwell (reading uncertain) فيin هَواجيسanxious thoughts وفكارand musings
وَلا يُوم تبي في هَواجيس وفكار
Never did the Ottoman blast frighten your people,
The Ottoman flag never scared your people
Nor did you ever dwell in anxious thoughts and cares.
Nor did they fear nightmares and thoughts
كثرتgrew numerous شيوخكyour chiefs قامbegan ربكyour Lord يجازيكrequiting you
كثرت شيوخك قام ربك يجازيك
سلطhe imposed عليكupon you التركthe Turks صلفينarrogant الأَشوارcounsels
سلط عليك الترك صلفين الأَشوار
Your chiefs grew many; then your Lord began requiting you.
Your elders multiplied, may God reward you
He set over you the Turks, arrogant in their counsels.
He unleashed on you the savage revolution
عفناكwe forsook you لوeven if أَنthat النفلclover بيمغاليكin your grounds (unclear)
عفناك لو أَن النفل بيمغاليك
منsince بومday (probable reading) شاخbecame chief البيكthe bey أَبوbearer of سيفa sword جرارtrailing
من بوم شاخ البيك أَبو سيف جرار
We forsook you, even if clover grows within your grounds,
We'd have healed you, if only we could afford to
Since the day the bey became chief, bearer of the trailing sword.
Since the days of Abu Sayf the strong
شاخbecame chief الابازةal-Abaza وابنand Ibn صوانSawwan وَالديكand al-Dik
شاخ الابازة وابن صوان وَالديك
وَشيخand the chief of القرياal-Qurayya ولدthe son of غناجGhannaj مختارheadman
وَشيخ القريا ولد غناج مختار
Al-Abaza, Ibn Sawwan, and al-Dik became chiefs,
Of Al-Abaza, Ibn Suwan and your own
And the chief of al-Qurayya, Ghannaj's son, became headman.
The Sheikh of Qurayyah, son of Mukhtar
شاخواbecame chiefs الشَبابthe young men وَلزموهاand they seized it المداريكthe crafty
شاخوا الشَباب وَلزموها المداريك
أَهلpeople of المَعانيnoble qualities ماnot لهمthey have ملكa king وجزارand a butcher (sense unclear)
أَهل المَعاني ما لهم ملك وجزار
Young men became chiefs, and the crafty seized control.
They mastered youth and built schools
Men of worth have neither king nor butcher.
The wise had no king or butcher
أَهلmen of الحججarguments بلاغةeloquence العَهدthe pledge ذَواليكthose ones
أَهل الحجج بلاغة العَهد ذَواليك
قامتshe began تثاريناtaking vengeance on us بثاراتin vengeance for عمارAmmar
قامت تثارينا بثارات عمار
Those are men of arguments, eloquent in pledges,
The eloquent’s pledges to you
She began taking vengeance on us for Ammar.
Our vengeance was incomplete
وَاللَهby God لَولاwere it not for الخلفdiscord ماnot ظَنI think يُوليكhe would rule you
وَاللَه لَولا الخلف ما ظَن يُوليك
لاnay وَحَقand by the truth of رَبيmy Lord خالقCreator of الخَلقall beings قهارthe All-Subduing
لا وَحَق رَبي خالق الخَلق قهار
By God, but for discord, I do not think he would have ruled you—
Without the young, we'd have deserted you
Nay, by my Lord's truth, Creator of all beings, the All-Subduing—
By God, Lord of creation, All-Powerful!
لَوeven if جردوهاthey mustered it منfrom حلبAleppo للكركto Karak ذيكthat one yonder
لَو جردوها من حلب للكرك ذيك
وَجابواand they brought عراضيarmy contingents معwith طَوابيرbattalions وَنفارand soldiers
وَجابوا عراضي مع طَوابير وَنفار
Even had they mustered the army from Aleppo to Karak yonder,
If stripped from Aleppo to Karak
And brought army contingents with battalions and soldiers.
With ranks and brigades and artilleries
لَكنbut حَسبيsufficient for me اللَهGod عَلىagainst مَنwhoever فسدwrought corruption بيكin you
لَكن حَسبي اللَه عَلى مَن فسد بيك
راياتهمtheir banners عِنديin my view منof الجازkerosene وَشحارand soot
راياتهم عِندي من الجاز وَشحار
Yet God suffices me against whoever wrought corruption in you.
But enough, God suffices me against corrupters
Their banners, in my eyes, are of kerosene and soot.
Their banners to me are worthless
منfrom عقبafter ذاthis ياO راكبrider of الليthat which تواتيكsuits you
من عقب ذا يا راكب اللي تواتيك
حراa freebred she-camel زعاعswift وَعدهاand her pace الطيرa bird لَوeven if طارit flew
حرا زعاع وَعدها الطير لَو طار
After this, O rider of the mount that suits you,
After this, O rider reaching you
A swift, freebred she-camel, her pace that of a bird in flight.
Dismount and scream, if birds took flight
انسفthrow عليهاupon her شداهاher saddle وَالمباريكand the saddle-pads (unclear)
انسف عليها شداها وَالمباريك
وَأَكربand tighten بطنهاher belly-girth معalong with حقبهاher rear girth وَالوسارand the binding-strap
وَأَكرب بطنها مع حقبها وَالوسار
Throw her saddle and the saddle-pads upon her,
Blow up its walls and gunpowder stores
And tighten her girth, her rear cinch, and the binding-strap.
And undermine its pillars and supports
خَرجsaddlebags العقيليthe Aqili زاهياًsplendid بِالتحابيكwith braided work
خَرج العقيلي زاهياً بِالتحابيك
شغلthe handiwork of الطَموحthe ardent woman لشوقهاfor her beloved بريشwith feathers وَزرارand buttons
شغل الطَموح لشوقها بريش وَزرار
Aqili saddlebags, splendid with braided work,
Al-Aqili emerged gaily in uniform
An ardent woman's handiwork for her beloved, with feathers and buttons.
Ambition occupying him, with feathers and braids
منfrom بعدهاafter that ياO طارشيmy messenger ريدI wish أَوصيكto instruct you
من بعدها يا طارشي ريد أَوصيك
خوذtake الذَهابjourney provisions الماthat do not يركبget placed عَلىover النارthe fire
خوذ الذَهاب الما يركب عَلى النار
After that, my messenger, I wish to instruct you:
After it, O Тarshi, I advise you
Take provisions that need not be set over a fire.
Take the path not ridden by fire
إنwhen ثورتyou rouse her عقبafter المَناخthe camping-place وَمباريكand resting-places
إن ثورت عقب المَناخ وَمباريك
زينkeen النضرsight دوبوhe barely يحقهcatches up with it بالأَبصارwith the eyes
زين النضر دوبو يحقه بالأَبصار
When you rouse her after camping and resting,
If it erupts after climate change
The keen-eyed can barely follow her with their gaze.
Zain's sight will melt in the eyes
وَتمدand you set out مِنfrom عنديmy place تدورseeking مشاجيكyour loved ones
وَتمد مِن عندي تدور مشاجيك
منfrom ازميرIzmir دربكyour road ياO فَتىyoung man of الجُودgenerosity دوارwinding
من ازمير دربك يا فَتى الجُود دوار
Set out from me to seek those dear to you.
It extends from me searching your environs
From Izmir your road winds, O generous youth.
From Izmir your path, O man of plenty, revolves
مِنهاfrom there عَلىtoward قونياKonya عَسىmay اللَهGod يهديكguide you
مِنها عَلى قونيا عَسى اللَه يهديك
دَربكyour road يَمينto the right وَحطand leave مرعشMarash عليسارon the left
دَربك يَمين وَحط مرعش عليسار
From there to Konya—may God guide you.
From there unto Konya, may God guide you
Your road is to the right; leave Marash on the left.
Your path is right, set Marash on your left
عديارtoward Diyar بكرBakr وماردينand Mardin بمحاريكalong your course
عديار بكر وماردين بمحاريك
عاحلبto Aleppo الشهباthe Grey عقبafter شهرa month وَنهارand a day
عاحلب الشهبا عقب شهر وَنهار
Toward Diyar Bakr and Mardin along your course,
Urfa, Viranşehir in your battlegrounds
To Aleppo the Grey, after a month and a day.
Aleppo and Hama, before Homs and Damascus
حمصHoms وَحماهand Hama وانحرand head straight for الشامDamascus قبليلbefore nightfall
حمص وَحماه وانحر الشام قبليل
وَسندand make your way عالليto those who يكرمواhonor الضيفthe guest إِنwhen زارhe visits
وَسند عاللي يكرموا الضيف إِن زار
Homs and Hama; then head for Damascus before nightfall.
Rest where they honor a guest, if he visits
And make for those who honor a guest when he visits.
The suburbs of relief and pleasures
منfrom عقبbeyond ربعاتthe meeting-places of الفرجal-Faraj (name uncertain) وَالمَهاليكand al-Mahalik (name uncertain)
من عقب ربعات الفرج وَالمَهاليك
تَلفيyou arrive عربعamong folk يطبخواwho brew البنcoffee وبهارand spice
تَلفي عربع يطبخوا البن وبهار
Past the meeting-places of al-Faraj and al-Mahalik,
The nearest are those who engage you bravely
You will reach folk who brew coffee and spice.
Brave, stubborn, even if enraged
أَدناهمthe least of them الليthe one who بالعزيمةwith an invitation يباديكapproaches you first
أَدناهم اللي بالعزيمة يباديك
كرامnoble اللحىbeards صلبينsteadfast لوeven if عجهنtheir dust ثارrises
كرام اللحى صلبين لو عجهن ثار
The least of them is first to greet you with an invitation.
My mountains, give news of these environs
Noble-bearded men, steadfast even when their dust rises.
O do you see what has transpired in our absence?
جبليbring me علومnews خبارtidings هكthose المعاريكbattles
جبلي علوم خبار هك المعاريك
ياoh هلwhether تَرىyou see بغيابناin our absence ماwhat جَرىhappened وصارand came to pass
يا هل تَرى بغيابنا ما جَرى وصار
Bring me news and tidings of those battles.
Blessed is He present while we are here
I wonder what happened and came to pass in our absence.
He dwells in Eden amidst gardens and fruits
مَرحومshown mercy بالليupon the one who حاضرwas present at الكُونthe battle هونيكthere
مَرحوم باللي حاضر الكُون هونيك
يسكنhe dwells عدنEden بيهاwithin it بساتينgardens وثمارand fruit
يسكن عدن بيها بساتين وثمار
May mercy be upon whoever was present at the battle there.
The wise are like the stars' positions
May he dwell in Eden, with gardens and fruit within it.
O God, do not wrong anyone
أَهلpeople of المَعانيnoble qualities مثلlike زملthe pack-camels of المَعاريكbattles
أَهل المَعاني مثل زمل المَعاريك
ياO ربLord لاdo not تثلمlet them be broken عَلىby كُلevery شوارrash counsellor
يا رب لا تثلم عَلى كُل شوار
Men of worth are like the pack-camels of battle.
O God, free our countries for the sake of Your Prophet
O Lord, do not let them be broken by every rash counsellor.
Al-Mustafa, from every oppressor and tyrant
ياO للّهGod تفكfree بلادناour lands بجاهby the honor of نبيكyour Prophet
يا للّه تفك بلادنا بجاه نبيك
المُصطَفىthe Chosen One منfrom كُلevery ظالمoppressor وَجبارand tyrant
المُصطَفى من كُل ظالم وَجبار
O God, free our lands by the honor of Your Prophet,
The Chosen One, from every oppressor and tyrant.
Partial English translation: 70 of 72 Arabic lines translated.
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