غابَ الفُؤَادُ ولم تَغِبْ آثارُهُ

غابَ الفُؤَادُ ولم تَغِبْ آثارُهُ

ذاتُ الجَمالِ ولم يَغِبْ إِمدادُهُ

ذاتُ الجَمالِ ولم يَغِبْ إِمدادُهُ

Fuad—the heart—has gone, yet his traces have not vanished—

The heart is gone, though its traces remain

endowed with beauty—nor has his aid ceased.

The beauty, though its supplies endure

تَرَكَ البِلادَ كأنَّهُ القَلَمُ الذي

تَرَكَ البِلادَ كأنَّهُ القَلَمُ الذي

تَرَك الكِتابَ وقامَ فيهِ مِدادُهُ

تَرَك الكِتابَ وقامَ فيهِ مِدادُهُ

He left the land like the pen that

It left the country, like a pen that

left the book, while its ink remained within it.

Left the book while its ink flowed

وَلَّى وآثارُ العَدالةِ زادُنا

وَلَّى وآثارُ العَدالةِ زادُنا

منهُ وأدعِيةُ المَوَدَّةِ زادُهُ

منهُ وأدعِيةُ المَوَدَّةِ زادُهُ

He departed; the traces of justice are our provisions

It turned away, and justice's traces are our provision

from him, and prayers of affection are his provisions.

From it, and the prayers of affection are its provision

نَقَشَ اسمَهُ لُبنانُ فوقَ صُخورِهِ

نَقَشَ اسمَهُ لُبنانُ فوقَ صُخورِهِ

لا يَنمَحِي حتى يَذوبَ جمادُهُ

لا يَنمَحِي حتى يَذوبَ جمادُهُ

Lebanon engraved his name upon its rocks;

Lebanon engraved its name atop its rocks

it will not be erased until its stone melts away.

It won't fade until its hardness melts away

ألقَى عليهِ وَحشةً في طَيّها

ألقَى عليهِ وَحشةً في طَيّها

شَوقٌ طويلٌ تَشتَكيهِ بِلادُهُ

شَوقٌ طويلٌ تَشتَكيهِ بِلادُهُ

He cast loneliness upon it, within whose folds

It cast upon it the desolation of its winding valleys

lies a lasting longing that his land laments.

A yearning that its country complains of

لا تسألوا عن حالِها من بعدِهِ

لا تسألوا عن حالِها من بعدِهِ

ما حالُ من قد غابَ عنهُ فؤَادُهُ

ما حالُ من قد غابَ عنهُ فؤَادُهُ

Do not ask about its state after his departure:

Don't ask about its state after him

what is the state of one whose heart has gone away?

What state is someone whose heart has departed?