مَنهَلَةٌ مِن أَشرَفِ المَناهِلِ

مَنهَلَةٌ مِن أَشرَفِ المَناهِلِ

تَضمَنُ رَيَّ الصُفَرِ الذَوابِلِ

تَضمَنُ رَيَّ الصُفَرِ الذَوابِلِ

A watering place among the noblest watering places,

A spring from the noblest springs

It ensures the withered yellow ones drink their fill.

Containing the flowing yellow rivers

مَركَبُها ذَوائِبُ الأَنامِلِ

مَركَبُها ذَوائِبُ الأَنامِلِ

إِذا مَشَت عالِيَةَ الأَسافِلِ

إِذا مَشَت عالِيَةَ الأَسافِلِ

Its mount is the tips of the fingers.

Its ships are the trailing clouds

When it walks with its lower parts held high,

When it walks lofty over the lowlands

بَكَت عَلى الطَرسِ بِدَمعٍ هامِلٍ

بَكَت عَلى الطَرسِ بِدَمعٍ هامِلٍ

فَاِرتَبَطَت شَوارِدُ المَسائِلِ

فَاِرتَبَطَت شَوارِدُ المَسائِلِ

It weeps upon the page with streaming tears.

It weeps over the rocks with copious tears

Thus the straying questions are tethered,

So the missing pieces of issues clung together

وَكَشَفَت عَن غُرَرِ المَسائِلِ

وَكَشَفَت عَن غُرَرِ المَسائِلِ

بَيضاءَ تَبدو في لِباسِ الثاكِلِ

بَيضاءَ تَبدو في لِباسِ الثاكِلِ

And it reveals the choicest points of questions.

And uncovered the hidden gems of issues

White, it appears in the garb of the bereaved,

White it appears in the dress of mourning

لَكِنَّها تَلبَسُهُ مِن داخِلِ

لَكِنَّها تَلبَسُهُ مِن داخِلِ

But it wears that garb on the inside.

But it wears it from the inside