تَفتَّحتِ الدُّنيا وقلبُكِ مُغلقُ

تَفتَّحتِ الدُّنيا وقلبُكِ مُغلقُ

وهَل يابسُ الأغصانِ يَنمو ويُورقُ

وهَل يابسُ الأغصانِ يَنمو ويُورقُ

The world has blossomed, and your heart is closed.

The world has blossomed while your heart remains closed

And can withered branches grow and put forth leaves?

Can dry branches grow leaves and flower?

شبابي وهل بعد الشبابِ تعلّةٌ

شبابي وهل بعد الشبابِ تعلّةٌ

مَضى وأتى الهمُّ الثقيلُ يؤرّق

مَضى وأتى الهمُّ الثقيلُ يؤرّق

My youth—and is there any solace after youth?—

My youth, and after youth is there infirmity?

has passed, and heavy sorrow has come to keep me sleepless.

It's gone, and heavy worries have come to rob me of sleep

بعَيشِكِ يا ميُّ اذكُري عهدَ حبِّنا

بعَيشِكِ يا ميُّ اذكُري عهدَ حبِّنا

هُنالِكَ حيثُ الحقلُ بالطّيِبِ يَعبُقِ

هُنالِكَ حيثُ الحقلُ بالطّيِبِ يَعبُقِ

By your life, O Mayy, remember the days of our love,

Remember, oh waters, the days of our love

There, where the field is fragrant with sweet scent.

There where the meadow was fragrant with herbs

وغنّي من الشعرِ الذي الوَحيُ دَونَه

وغنّي من الشعرِ الذي الوَحيُ دَونَه

إذا صَبّحَتكِ الطَّيرُ وهي تُزَقزق

إذا صَبّحَتكِ الطَّيرُ وهي تُزَقزق

And sing some of the poetry that surpasses revelation,

And sing the songs the muse has inspired

When the birds greet you in the morning, chirping.

When morn is greeted by the chirping birds

فكم شاقَني الوادي الذي لِهَديرهِ

فكم شاقَني الوادي الذي لِهَديرهِ

طَربنا وأستارُ الظّلامِ تمزَّق

طَربنا وأستارُ الظّلامِ تمزَّق

For how often I have longed for the valley, at whose roar

How arduous was the valley whose murmuring

we rejoiced as the veils of darkness were torn apart.

Once brought us joy as the veils of night were torn