أنا يا لَيْلُ أَحاسِيسي وَهَجْ

أنا يا لَيْلُ أَحاسِيسي وَهَجْ

تَقْذِفُ النَّارَ وتَغتالُ المُهَجْ

تَقْذِفُ النَّارَ وتَغتالُ المُهَجْ

I, O night—my feelings are a blaze;

O night, my feelings rage

They hurl fire and slay souls.

Casting fire and ambushing the fervent.

أنا لا أَسلو ولا يَسلو معي

أنا لا أَسلو ولا يَسلو معي

زَمَنُ القَهْرِ الّذي بِالظُّلمِ ضَجّْ

زَمَنُ القَهْرِ الّذي بِالظُّلمِ ضَجّْ

I find no solace, nor, beside me, does

I do not question, nor do they question me,

the age of oppression that clamored with injustice.

The era of oppression which injustice perturbed.

يَنْشَأُ الطِّفلُ يَتيمًا مُعْدَمًا

يَنْشَأُ الطِّفلُ يَتيمًا مُعْدَمًا

صنعَ الحَرْبُ لِساقَيْهِ عَرَجْ

صنعَ الحَرْبُ لِساقَيْهِ عَرَجْ

The child grows up orphaned and destitute;

The child grows orphaned, deprived.

War has made his legs lame.

War has made his legs limp.

يَطْلُبُ المَوتَ لِيَلْقَى أُمَّهُ

يَطْلُبُ المَوتَ لِيَلْقَى أُمَّهُ

نسأل اللهَ سرورًا وفَرَجْ؟

نسأل اللهَ سرورًا وفَرَجْ؟

He seeks death so he may meet his mother.

He seeks death to meet his mother.

We ask God for joy and relief?

We ask God for joy and relief.