أَراكِ فَتَحْلو لَدَيَّ الحَيَاةُ

أَراكِ فَتَحْلو لَدَيَّ الحَيَاةُ

ويملأُ نَفسي صَبَاحُ الأَملْ

ويملأُ نَفسي صَبَاحُ الأَملْ

I see you, and life grows sweet to me,

I see you, and life becomes sweet to me,

I see you, and life becomes sweet to me,

And the morning of hope fills my soul.

And my soul fills with the morning of hope.

And the morning of hope fills my soul.

وتنمو بصدري وُرُودٌ عِذابٌ

وتنمو بصدري وُرُودٌ عِذابٌ

وتحنو على قلبيَ المشْتَعِلْ

وتحنو على قلبيَ المشْتَعِلْ

And sweet roses grow within my breast,

Within my chest roses of torment grow,

Sweet roses blossom within my breast,

And lean tenderly over my burning heart.

And tenderness bends over my flaming heart.

Tending tenderly to my burning heart.

ويفْتِنُني فيكِ فيضُ الحَيَاةِ

ويفْتِنُني فيكِ فيضُ الحَيَاةِ

وذاك الشَّبابُ الوديعُ الثَّمِلْ

وذاك الشَّبابُ الوديعُ الثَّمِلْ

And the abundance of life in you enchants me,

Your abundance of life ensnares me,

I am enchanted by the flood of life in you,

And that gentle, intoxicated youth.

And that gentle, ripe youth.

And that youthfulness, gentle and intoxicated.

ويفْتِنُني سِحْرُ تِلْكَ الشِّفاهْ

ويفْتِنُني سِحْرُ تِلْكَ الشِّفاهْ

ترفرفُ مِنْ حَوْلهنَّ القُبَلْ

ترفرفُ مِنْ حَوْلهنَّ القُبَلْ

And the magic of those lips enchants me;

The magic of those lips ensnares me,

I am captivated by the magic of those lips,

Kisses flutter around them.

Kisses flutter around them.

Around which kisses seem to flutter.

فأَعبُدُ فيكِ جمالَ السَّماءِ

فأَعبُدُ فيكِ جمالَ السَّماءِ

ورقَّةَ وردِ الرَّبيعِ الخضِلْ

ورقَّةَ وردِ الرَّبيعِ الخضِلْ

So in you I worship the beauty of the sky,

In you I worship the beauty of the heavens,

In you, I worship the beauty of the heavens,

And the delicacy of dewy spring roses,

The delicacy of spring’s rosy buds,

And the delicacy of the dewy spring rose.

وطُهْرَ الثُّلوجِ وسِحْرَ المروج

وطُهْرَ الثُّلوجِ وسِحْرَ المروج

مُوَشَّحَةً بشُعاعِ الطَّفَلْ

مُوَشَّحَةً بشُعاعِ الطَّفَلْ

And the purity of snow and the enchantment of meadows,

The purity of snow, the magic of meadows

The purity of snow and the magic of meadows,

Draped in the rays of dusk.

Adorned with the radiance of a child.

Adorned with the soft rays of twilight.

أَراكِ فأُخْلَقُ خلْقاً جديداً

أَراكِ فأُخْلَقُ خلْقاً جديداً

كأنِّيَ لمْ أَبْلُ حربَ الوُجُودْ

كأنِّيَ لمْ أَبْلُ حربَ الوُجُودْ

I see you, and I am created anew,

I see you, and I become a new creation,

I see you, and I am created anew,

As though I had never experienced the war of existence,

As if I’d never endured the war of existence,

As if I had never endured the war of existence,

ولم أَحتمل فيه عِبئاً ثقيلاً

ولم أَحتمل فيه عِبئاً ثقيلاً

من الذِّكْرَياتِ التي لا تَبيدْ

من الذِّكْرَياتِ التي لا تَبيدْ

Nor borne within it a heavy burden

And never borne its heavy burden

Nor borne within it a heavy burden

Of memories that never perish,

Of memories that will not fade,

Of memories that never fade away,

وأَضغاثِ أَيَّاميَ الغابراتِ

وأَضغاثِ أَيَّاميَ الغابراتِ

وفيها الشَّقيُّ وفيها السَّعيدْ

وفيها الشَّقيُّ وفيها السَّعيدْ

And the tangled fragments of my bygone days,

And the rubbish of my bygone days,

And the muddled dreams of my bygone days,

Among them unhappy days, and among them happy ones.

With the wretched and the fortunate in them.

Which held both the wretched and the joyous.

ويغْمُرُ روحِي ضِياءٌ رَفيقٌ

ويغْمُرُ روحِي ضِياءٌ رَفيقٌ

تُكلِّلهُ رائعاتُ الورودْ

تُكلِّلهُ رائعاتُ الورودْ

And a gentle radiance floods my soul;

A gentle light floods my soul,

A gentle light floods my spirit,

Splendid roses crown it.

Crowned with magnificent roses,

Crowned by the most magnificent of roses.

وتُسْمِعُني هاتِهِ الكائِناتُ

وتُسْمِعُني هاتِهِ الكائِناتُ

رقيقَ الأَغاني وحُلْوَ النَّشيدْ

رقيقَ الأَغاني وحُلْوَ النَّشيدْ

And these beings let me hear

And these creatures make me hear

And all existence sings to me

Tender songs and sweet singing.

The gentle songs and sweet melody.

Delicate songs and sweet melodies.

وتَرْقُصُ حَولي أَمانٍ طِرابٌ

وتَرْقُصُ حَولي أَمانٍ طِرابٌ

وأَفراحُ عُمْرٍ خَلِيٍّ سَعيدْ

وأَفراحُ عُمْرٍ خَلِيٍّ سَعيدْ

And joyous wishes dance around me,

Dances of safety swirl around me,

Joyful hopes dance all around me,

And the joys of a carefree, happy life.

And the joys of a happy, pure life.

And the delights of a carefree, happy life.

أَراكِ فتخفُقُ أَعصابُ قلبي

أَراكِ فتخفُقُ أَعصابُ قلبي

وتهتزُّ مِثْلَ اهتزازِ الوَتَرْ

وتهتزُّ مِثْلَ اهتزازِ الوَتَرْ

I see you, and the nerves of my heart throb,

I see you, and my heart's nerves flutter,

I see you, and the fibers of my heart tremble,

And quiver as a string quivers.

Quivering like the trembling of a string,

Vibrating like the quivering of a string.

ويُجري عليها الهَوَى في حُنُوٍّ

ويُجري عليها الهَوَى في حُنُوٍّ

أَناملَ لُدْناً كرَطْبِ الزَّهَرْ

أَناملَ لُدْناً كرَطْبِ الزَّهَرْ

And love tenderly runs over them

And passion strokes them gently

Passion runs over them with tenderness,

Supple fingertips, like fresh blossoms.

With fingers soft as flower nectar.

With fingers supple as the moisture of flowers.

فتخطو أَناشيدُ قلبيَ سَكْرى

فتخطو أَناشيدُ قلبيَ سَكْرى

تغرِّدُ تَحْتَ ظِلالِ القَمَرْ

تغرِّدُ تَحْتَ ظِلالِ القَمَرْ

So my heart's songs step forth, intoxicated,

My heart's songs stride drunkenly,

So the anthems of my heart step forth, intoxicated,

Warbling beneath the moon's shadows.

Warbling beneath the moon's shade,

Singing beneath the shadows of the moon.

وتملأُني نشوةٌ لا تُحَدُّ

وتملأُني نشوةٌ لا تُحَدُّ

كأَنِّيَ أَصبحتُ فوقَ البَشَرْ

كأَنِّيَ أَصبحتُ فوقَ البَشَرْ

And boundless ecstasy fills me,

And a boundless rapture fills me,

And a boundless ecstasy fills me,

As though I had risen above humankind.

As if I have risen above mankind.

As if I have risen above all mankind.

أَودُّ بروحي عِناقَ الوُجُودِ

أَودُّ بروحي عِناقَ الوُجُودِ

بما فيهِ مِنْ أَنْفُسٍ أَو شَجَرْ

بما فيهِ مِنْ أَنْفُسٍ أَو شَجَرْ

I long to embrace existence with my soul,

I want with my soul to embrace existence,

My soul yearns to embrace all existence,

With all it contains of souls or trees,

With all its souls and trees in it,

With every soul and tree it holds,

وليلٍ يفرُّ وفجرٍ يكرُّ

وليلٍ يفرُّ وفجرٍ يكرُّ

وغَيْمٍ يوَشِّي رداءَ السِّحَرْ

وغَيْمٍ يوَشِّي رداءَ السِّحَرْ

And night that flees, and dawn that charges forth,

And nights that flee, and dawns that wheel back,

The fleeing night and the returning dawn,

And clouds embroidering the robe of dawn.

And clouds that cloak the gown of magic.

And clouds that embroider the robe of the early morn.