وما على الأرضِ قَلبٌ طيبٌ كأبي
حنانهُ صيّبٌ والعطفُ مِدرارُ
No heart on earth is as kind as my father's,
His affection is gentle, his kindness overflows.
يبيتُ في ضيقةٍ إن مسّني ألمٌ
كأَنّما أُشعِلَت في قَلبه النارُ
Whenever pain makes me cry,
It's as if a fire burns in his heart.
فيرفعُ الكفّ للرحمنِ مُبتهلاً
حتى أنامَ وما في الروحِ أكدارُ
He raises his hand to the Most Merciful, pleading,
Until I sleep, my spirit calm and clear.
مازال قلبُ أبي بالعطفِ يغمُرُني
كأنهُ البحرُ والباقون أنهارُ
My father's heart still floods me with kindness,
As though it were the sea, and rivers of basil.
