أَبو البِحارِ وَما تَحويهِ مِن سَمَكٍ

يا نَهرُ أَنتَ وَمَن يُنشي الرِياحينا

O father of the seas and what fish inhabit

O river, you and the one who stirs up the winds

وَالدَوحُ وَالطَيرُ وَالأَعطارُ تَخلُقُها

وَاللَونُ أَخرَجَتهُ يَزهو أَفانينا

The dew and the birds and fragrances you create

The colors you brought forth, brightening our eyes

تُعطي إِلى الطائِرِ الصَدّاحِ مَأكَلَهُ

مِنَ الحُبوبِ وَما تُحيي مِنَ الثَمَرِ

You give the chirping bird his food

Of grains and fruits that give life

لِكَي يَطيرَ إِلى الآفاقِ مُنتَقِلاً

وَيَأمَنَ المَوتَ جوعاً وَهوَ في سَفَرِ

So he can fly to the horizons migrating

And be safe from dying of hunger on his journey

وَأَنتَ تُعطي سِماكَ البَحرِ عَن سِعَةٍ

ما تَشتَهيهِ مِنَ المَأكولِ ديدانا

And you give the fish of the sea in abundance

What they crave to eat of worms

تُحيي لَها العُشبَ كَي تَرعاهُ في دَعَةٍ

وَالريحُ تَنشِقُهُ روحاً وَرَيحانا

You give life to the grass so they can graze at leisure

As the breeze ripples through, spirit and delight

نَشَرتَ قَوسَ إِخاءَ رَمزِ نَهضَتِنا

وَكَم نَشَرتَ لَنا يا نَهرُ مِن سورِ

You spread the bow of fraternity, symbol of our revival

How many vistas you spread for us, O river

وَكَم نَشَرتَ خَيالاً كُلُّ جَوهَرِه

مُرَكَبٌ مِن مَزيجِ النورِ وَالثَمرِ

How many visions you unfurled, essence of each

A blend of light and fruitfulness

وَكَوثَرٌ أَنتَ لِلبَرسيمِ يَنهَلُهُ

عَذباً وَفيضٌ عَلى الأَعشابِ يُحييها

You are a spring for the poppies, they drink you

Sweet, overflowing on the grass, giving life

وَلِلمَراعي الَّتي فاضَت رَوائِحُها

تَمُدُّها بِرَحيقِ الماءِ تَسقيها

And for the meadows where fragrances abounded

You provide with the nectar of water, quenching them

وَرُبَّ زَهرٍ نَما في ظِلِّهِ وَرَقٌ

مِن رِقَّةٍ كَجَناحِ الطائِرِ الشادي

Many a flower grew in its shade, leaves

So delicate like a bird’s fluttering wings

وَرُبَّ قَمحٍ وَغابٍ مُزهِرٍ أَبَدا

أَحيَيتَها أَنتَ يا نَهرُ عَلى الوادي

And many a wheat field and ever-blooming forest

You gave life by the valley, O river

وَكَم بَكَرتَ إِلى الطُغيانِ تَمنَحُها

مِن سَلسَلٍ راحَ يَجري في البَساتينِ

And how much you hurried to flooding, granting it

Cascades that flowed in the orchards

وَكَم بَعَثتَ إِلى الجَميزِ مِن مَدَدٍ

مُرَقرَقٍ سارَ مِنهُ في الشَرايينِ

And how much vitality you sent to the valley

Sparkling, that flowed through its veins

وَأَنتَ خَصبٌ عَلى الجَوزاءِ نُبصِرُهُ

في غَيثِها وَهوَ يَهمي في الخَميلاتِ

You are fertile for the riverbeds, we see it

In her rain as it roars through the ravines

تَعلو بُخارا إِلى آفاقِها صُعدا

وَتَستَحيلُ مِياهاً في السَماواتِ

Rising as vapor to its horizons, ascending

And turning into water in the heavens