عِندَ الصَباحِ يَحمَدُ القَومُ السُرى

عِندَ الصَباحِ يَحمَدُ القَومُ السُرى

وَتَنجَلي عَنهُم غَياباتُ الكَرى

وَتَنجَلي عَنهُم غَياباتُ الكَرى

At dawn, the people praise the night’s journey,

At dawn, the people praise the journey by night,

In the morning the people praise the journey

And the dark depths of slumber lift from them.

And the darkness of slumber clears away from them.

And the sorrows of life fade away from them