يا سَهلُ سَهَّلتَ عَيشي

يا سَهلُ سَهَّلتَ عَيشي

مِن بَعدِ ما كانَ وَعرا

مِن بَعدِ ما كانَ وَعرا

O Sahl, you made my life easy

O plain, you made my life easy

After it had been rough.

After it was rough terrain

أَمطَرتَهُ مَكرُماتٍ

أَمطَرتَهُ مَكرُماتٍ

كَسَتهِ عُشباً وَزَهرا

كَسَتهِ عُشباً وَزَهرا

You showered it with generous gifts

You generously rained it

That clothed it in grass and flowers.

Covering it with grass and flowers

فَصارَ بِالخِصبِ رَوضاً

فَصارَ بِالخِصبِ رَوضاً

وَكانَ بِالمَحلِ قَفرا

وَكانَ بِالمَحلِ قَفرا

So through fertility it became a garden,

So it became a fertile garden

Though in drought it had been a wasteland.

While it was barren land

وَجُدتَ بِالرِيِّ حَتّى

وَجُدتَ بِالرِيِّ حَتّى

يَخالُكَ البَحرُ بَحرا

يَخالُكَ البَحرُ بَحرا

And you gave water so generously that

You brought it sufficient irrigation

The sea takes you for a sea.

That the sea seems to you a sea

وَفي جِنانِكَ أَمسى

وَفي جِنانِكَ أَمسى

هِلالُ عِزِّيَ بَدرا

هِلالُ عِزِّيَ بَدرا

And in your gardens was transformed

And in your gardens the eve

My glory's crescent into a full moon.

My glory crescent became a full moon

وَصارَ طَعمُ حَياتي

وَصارَ طَعمُ حَياتي

حُلواً وَما زالَ مُرّاً

حُلواً وَما زالَ مُرّاً

And the taste of my life became

And the taste of my life became

Sweet, though it had always been bitter.

Sweet while it was bitter

وَكُنتُ لِلهَمِّ عَبداً

وَكُنتُ لِلهَمِّ عَبداً

فَاليَومَ أَصبَحتُ حُرّا

فَاليَومَ أَصبَحتُ حُرّا

And I had been a slave to sorrow,

I was a slave to worries

So today I have become free.

But today I became free

أَقطَعتَني مِنكَ وُدّاً

أَقطَعتَني مِنكَ وُدّاً

جَنَيتُ لي مِنهُ فَخرا

جَنَيتُ لي مِنهُ فَخرا

You granted me your affection,

You granted me affection

From which I reaped glory for myself.

I gained pride from it

وَصِرتُ أَعلو إِلى أَن

وَصِرتُ أَعلو إِلى أَن

طاوَلتُ زَيداً وَعَمرا

طاوَلتُ زَيداً وَعَمرا

And I began to rise until

And I rose up high until

I rivaled Zayd and Amr in stature.

I surpassed Zayd and Amr

فَيا لَها مِن أَيادٍ

فَيا لَها مِن أَيادٍ

أَعادَتِ العُسرَ يُسرا

أَعادَتِ العُسرَ يُسرا

So, what favors these are,

What blessed hands

That turned hardship back into ease,

That turned hardship into ease

مِن مُنعِمٍ طابَ أَصلاً

مِن مُنعِمٍ طابَ أَصلاً

وَمَكرِمٍ جَلَّ قَدرا

وَمَكرِمٍ جَلَّ قَدرا

From a benefactor of noble origin,

From a benefactor of noble origin

And a generous giver of exalted rank.

And honorable, great worth

فَلا فَقَدتُكَ جاها

فَلا فَقَدتُكَ جاها

وَلا عَدِمتُكَ ذُخرا

وَلا عَدِمتُكَ ذُخرا

So may I never lose you as my source of honor,

So I lost no glory through you

Nor lack you as my treasured reserve.

Nor did I lack provision