إِذا نادى أَبٌ يا اِبني

إِذا نادى أَبٌ يا اِبني

أُناديكِ أَتاموري

أُناديكِ أَتاموري

Whenever a father calls, “O my son,”

When a father calls, "Oh my son!"

When a father calls out, "O my son,"

I call to you, “O core of my heart.”

I call you, my date palm,

I call out to you, "O lifeblood of my heart!"

وَإِن أَطفا الأَسى مطفٍ

وَإِن أَطفا الأَسى مطفٍ

مِنَ الدَمعِ أَتى موري

مِنَ الدَمعِ أَتى موري

And if an extinguisher quenches sorrow,

And if a quencher quenches grief

And if a quencher extinguishes the sorrow,

from tears a kindler comes.

With tears, date syrup comes to me.

From the tears came my igniter.