(حديثُ الروحْ للأرواحِ يسْرِي  

(حديثُ الروحْ للأرواحِ يسْرِي

وتدركهُ القلوبُ بِلا عناءِ

وتدركهُ القلوبُ بِلا عناءِ

The soul's discourse flows to souls,

The soul's discourse flows to souls effortlessly,

And hearts grasp it without effort.

And hearts perceive it without toil.

هَتفْتُ بهِ فطارَ بِلا جناحٍ  

هَتفْتُ بهِ فطارَ بِلا جناحٍ

وشقَّ انينهُ صدرَ الفضاءِ

وشقَّ انينهُ صدرَ الفضاءِ

I cried it aloud, and it flew without a wing,

I cried it out, and it flew without wings,

And its moaning cleft the breast of space.

Ripping through the expanse of space.

ومعدِنهُ تُرابيٌ ولكنْ  

ومعدِنهُ تُرابيٌ ولكنْ

جرتْ في لفْظِهِ لغةُ السماءِ

جرتْ في لفْظِهِ لغةُ السماءِ

And its substance is earthly, yet

Its origin is my earthly being, yet

The language of heaven flowed through its utterance.

The language of the heavens flowed in its diction.

لقدْ فاضتْ دموعُ العشقِ منِّي  

لقدْ فاضتْ دموعُ العشقِ منِّي

حديثاً كانَ عُلويَ النداءِ

حديثاً كانَ عُلويَ النداءِ

Indeed, the tears of love overflowed from me,

Tears of passion have streamed from me

As a discourse whose call was heavenly.

In a discourse that was sublimely vociferous.

فحلّقَ في رُبى الأفلاكِ حتى  

فحلّقَ في رُبى الأفلاكِ حتى

اهاجَ العالمَ الأعلىَ بُكائي

اهاجَ العالمَ الأعلىَ بُكائي

So it soared among the heights of the celestial spheres, until

So it soared to the pinnacle of the spheres until

My weeping stirred the world on high.

It stirred the highest cosmic world with my weeping,

وجاوبتِ المجرّةُ علَّ طيفاً  

وجاوبتِ المجرّةُ علَّ طيفاً

سَرى بينَ الكواكبِ في خفاءِ

سَرى بينَ الكواكبِ في خفاءِ

And the Milky Way answered, "Perhaps a phantom

And the galaxy responded to a specter

Passed among the stars unseen."

That floated secretly among the stars.

وقال البدرُ هذا قلبُ شاكٍ  

وقال البدرُ هذا قلبُ شاكٍ

يواصلُ شدواهُ عندَ المساءِ

يواصلُ شدواهُ عندَ المساءِ

And the full moon said, "This is a lamenting heart

And the moon said, “This is a doubting heart

That continues its song at evening."

That continues its singing at nightfall.”

ولمْ يعرفْ سِوىَ رضوانَ صوتي  

ولمْ يعرفْ سِوىَ رضوانَ صوتي

وما أحْرَاهُ عندي بالوفاءِ

وما أحْرَاهُ عندي بالوفاءِ

And none but Ridwan recognized my voice,

And it knew only the bliss of my voice

And how worthy he is, in my eyes, of faithfulness!

And how impassioned I was in my devotion.

شكوايَ أمْ نجْوايَ في هذا الدُّجى

شكوايَ أمْ نجْوايَ في هذا الدُّجى

ونجومُ ليليِ حُسّدي أمْ عُوّدي

ونجومُ ليليِ حُسّدي أمْ عُوّدي

Is it my complaint or my whispered communion in this darkness?

Were my lamentations or joy in this gloom

And are the stars of my night my enviers or my sickbed visitors?

And were the stars of my night my enviers or my consolers?

امْسَيتُ في الماضِي أعيشُ كأنَّما

امْسَيتُ في الماضِي أعيشُ كأنَّما

قَطَعَ الزمانُ طريقَ أمْسِي عنْ غدي

قَطَعَ الزمانُ طريقَ أمْسِي عنْ غدي

I have come to live in the past, as though

I have lived in the past as though

Time had severed my yesterday's path from my tomorrow.

Time had cut off yesterday's path from tomorrow's.

والطيرُ صَادحةُ عَلَىَ افْنَانِها

والطيرُ صَادحةُ عَلَىَ افْنَانِها

تُبْكِي الرُبى بأنِينِها المتجددِ

تُبْكِي الرُبى بأنِينِها المتجددِ

And the birds are singing on their branches,

While the birds, mourning their transient lives,

Making the hills weep with their ever-renewed moaning.

Bemoan the thickets with their recurring song.

قدْ طالَ تَسْهيِدِي وَطَالَ نشيدُها

قدْ طالَ تَسْهيِدِي وَطَالَ نشيدُها

وَمَدَامِعي كالطَّلِ في الغُصنِ النَّدِيِ

وَمَدَامِعي كالطَّلِ في الغُصنِ النَّدِيِ

My sleeplessness has lasted long, and so has their song,

My sighing has grown long, and its melody so prolonged,

And my tears are like dew on the moist branch.

And my tears are like the dripping from the supple branch.

فإِلى مَتَىَ صَمْتي كَأنِّي زهْرةٌ

فإِلى مَتَىَ صَمْتي كَأنِّي زهْرةٌ

خَرْسآُ لمْ ترزقْ برَاعةَ مُنْشِدِ

خَرْسآُ لمْ ترزقْ برَاعةَ مُنْشِدِ

So how long shall I be silent, as though I were a flower

How long will my silence last, as if I'm a flower

Mute, not granted a singer's skill?

Dumb, granted no eloquence for singing?

قِيثَارتي مُلئتْ بِأنَّاتِ الجِوَىَ

قِيثَارتي مُلئتْ بِأنَّاتِ الجِوَىَ

لَاَ بُدَّ لِلْمَكبُوتِ مِنْ فَيَضَانِ

لَاَ بُدَّ لِلْمَكبُوتِ مِنْ فَيَضَانِ

My lyre has been filled with moans of heartache;

My lyre is filled with the sighs of ardency—

What is pent up must overflow.

The suppressed must overflow.

صَعَدَتْ إِلَىَ شَفَتِي خَوَاطِرُ مُهْجَتِيِ

صَعَدَتْ إِلَىَ شَفَتِي خَوَاطِرُ مُهْجَتِيِ

لِيُبِيْنَ عَنْهَا منْطِقِي ولِساني

لِيُبِيْنَ عَنْهَا منْطِقِي ولِساني

The thoughts of my heart rose to my lip,

Thoughts of my fervor have risen to my lips

For my speech and tongue to give them voice.

To elucidate in speech and with my tongue

أَنَا مَاَ تَعَدَّيْتُ القَنَاعَةَ والرِضَا

أَنَا مَاَ تَعَدَّيْتُ القَنَاعَةَ والرِضَا

لَكِنَّمَا هِيَ قِصَّةُ الأشْجَانِ

لَكِنَّمَا هِيَ قِصَّةُ الأشْجَانِ

I have not gone beyond contentment and acceptance;

That I have not transgressed contentment and acceptance,

But it is a tale of sorrows.

But this is the tale of passions,

يَشْكُوْ لَكَ اللَّهمُّ قَلْبٌ لَمْ يَعِشْ

يَشْكُوْ لَكَ اللَّهمُّ قَلْبٌ لَمْ يَعِشْ

إلَّاَ لِحَمْدِ عُلاكَ فِيِ الأكْوَانِ

إلَّاَ لِحَمْدِ عُلاكَ فِيِ الأكْوَانِ

To You, O God, complains a heart that has not lived

Which complain to You, O God, of a heart that

Except to praise Your glory throughout the worlds.

Has not lived except to praise You among beings.

إذَا الأيِمَانُ ضَاعَ فَلَاَ أَماَنُ؛

إذَا الأيِمَانُ ضَاعَ فَلَاَ أَماَنُ؛

وَلَاَ دُنْيَا لِمَنْ لَمْ يُحيِّ دِيْنَا

وَلَاَ دُنْيَا لِمَنْ لَمْ يُحيِّ دِيْنَا

If faith is lost, there is no safety;

When faith is lost, there is no safety;

And no worldly life for one who does not keep religion alive.

And no life for one who does not enliven religion.

وَمَنْ رَضِيَ الحَيَاةَ بِغِيْرِ دِيْنٍ  

وَمَنْ رَضِيَ الحَيَاةَ بِغِيْرِ دِيْنٍ

فَقَدْ جَعَلَ الفَنَاءَ لَهَا قَرِيْنَا

فَقَدْ جَعَلَ الفَنَاءَ لَهَا قَرِيْنَا

And whoever is content with life without religion

Whoever accepts life without religion

Has indeed made annihilation its companion.

Has made annihilation its companion.

وَفِيِ التَّوْحِيِدِ للْهِمَمِ اتِّحَادٌ  

وَفِيِ التَّوْحِيِدِ للْهِمَمِ اتِّحَادٌ

وَلَنْ تَبْنَوا العُلَىَ مُتَفَرِّقِيْنَا

وَلَنْ تَبْنَوا العُلَىَ مُتَفَرِّقِيْنَا

And in belief in God's oneness, aspirations unite;

And in oneness there is unification of resolve;

And you will not build greatness while divided.

Never will the lofty be built by the divided.

ألَمْ يُبْعَثْ لِأُمَتِكُمْ نَبِيٌ  

ألَمْ يُبْعَثْ لِأُمَتِكُمْ نَبِيٌ

يُوَحِّدُكُمْ عَلَىَ نَهْجِ الوِئَامِ

يُوَحِّدُكُمْ عَلَىَ نَهْجِ الوِئَامِ

Was not a prophet sent to your community,

Was not a prophet sent to your nation

To unite you on the path of harmony?

To unite you upon the path of harmony?

وَمُصْحَفِكُمْ وَقِبْلَتِكُمْ جَمِيْعَاً  

وَمُصْحَفِكُمْ وَقِبْلَتِكُمْ جَمِيْعَاً

مَنَارٌ لِلْأُخُوَةِ والسَّلَامِ

مَنَارٌ لِلْأُخُوَةِ والسَّلَامِ

And your Qur'an and your qibla, together,

Both your scripture and your qiblah collectively

Are a beacon for brotherhood and peace.

Are a beacon for brotherhood and peace.

وفوقَ الكلِّ رَحْمَنٌ رَحِيْمٌ

وفوقَ الكلِّ رَحْمَنٌ رَحِيْمٌ

إلهٌ واحِدٌ .. رَبُّ الأنَامِ).

إلهٌ واحِدٌ .. رَبُّ الأنَامِ).

And above all is the All-Merciful, the Compassionate,

And above all is the Merciful, the Compassionate,

One God, Lord of all beings.

One God...Lord of all people.