نَصَبُّwe yearn إِلىfor طيبِpleasantness العِراقِIraq وَحُسنِهاand its beauty
نَصَبُّ إِلى طيبِ العِراقِ وَحُسنِها
وَيَمنَعُand keeps away مِنهاfrom it قَيظُهاits summer heat وَحَرورُهاand its scorching heat
وَيَمنَعُ مِنها قَيظُها وَحَرورُها
We yearn for Iraq's sweetness and beauty,
I yearn for the goodness and beauty of Iraq
Yet its summer blaze and searing heat keep us away.
Though the heat and burning winds deny it
هِيَit الأَرضُthe land نَهواهاwe love it إِذاwhen طابَturns pleasant فَصلُهاits season
هِيَ الأَرضُ نَهواها إِذا طابَ فَصلُها
وَنَهرُبُand we flee مِنهاfrom it حينَwhen يَحمىgrows hot هَجيرُهاits noonday heat
وَنَهرُبُ مِنها حينَ يَحمى هَجيرُها
It is the land we love when its season turns pleasant,
It's the land we desire when the season is kind
And we flee it when its noonday heat blazes.
And flee when summer makes its coals blaze
عَشيقَتُناour beloved الأُولىthe first وَخُلَّتُناand our intimate companion الَّتيwho
عَشيقَتُنا الأُولى وَخُلَّتُنا الَّتي
تُحَبُّis loved وَإِنand even though أَضحَتhas become دِمَشقُDamascus تُغيرُهاmakes her jealous
تُحَبُّ وَإِن أَضحَت دِمَشقُ تُغيرُها
Our first beloved and our intimate companion, who
Our first love and intimate friend
Is loved, even though Damascus now makes her jealous.
Whom we love though Damascus eclipses its glory
عَنيتُI concerned myself بِشَرقِwith the east of الأَرضِthe earth قَدماًlong ago وَغَربِهاand its west
عَنيتُ بِشَرقِ الأَرضِ قَدماً وَغَربِها
أُجَوِّبُI roam فيthrough آفاقِهاits horizons وَأَسيرُهاand I travel through it
أُجَوِّبُ في آفاقِها وَأَسيرُها
Long have I busied myself with the earth's east and west,
I've travelled the breadth of the east and west
Roaming through its horizons and journeying across it.
Roaming its horizons, journeying far
فَلَمso I have not أَرَseen مِثلَthe like of الشامِSyria دارَa dwelling إِقامَةٍresidence
فَلَم أَرَ مِثلَ الشامِ دارَ إِقامَةٍ
لِراحٍfor wine تُغاديهاyou take it each morning وَكَأسٍand a cup تُديرُهاyou pass it around
لِراحٍ تُغاديها وَكَأسٍ تُديرُها
So I have seen no dwelling-place like Syria,
But found no place like Syria for repose
For wine you take each morning and a cup you pass around.
Where one rests with a cup passing to and fro
مِصَحَّةُa place of health أَبدانٍbodies وَنُزهَةُand a delight أَعيُنٍeyes
مِصَحَّةُ أَبدانٍ وَنُزهَةُ أَعيُنٍ
وَلَهوُand a diversion نُفوسٍsouls ضائِمٌoppressive وَسُرورُهاand their joy
وَلَهوُ نُفوسٍ ضائِمٌ وَسُرورُها
A place of health for bodies and a delight for eyes,
Curing bodies and delighting eyes
And an oppressive diversion for souls, and their joy.
Gladdening hearts oppressed, dispelling their gloom
مُقَدَّسَةٌsacred جادَlavishly watered الرَبيعُspring بِلادَهاher lands
مُقَدَّسَةٌ جادَ الرَبيعُ بِلادَها
فَفيso in كُلِّevery دارٍhome رَوضَةٌa garden وَغَديرُهاand its pool
فَفي كُلِّ دارٍ رَوضَةٌ وَغَديرُها
Sacred is she; spring has lavishly watered her lands,
Sacrosanct, spring spills o’er its meadows
So in every home there is a garden and its pool.
In every house, a garden and stream flow
تَباشَرَrejoiced together قُطراهاher two regions وَأَضعَفَand doubled حُسنَهاher beauty
تَباشَرَ قُطراها وَأَضعَفَ حُسنَها
بِأَنَّbecause أَميرَthe Commander of المُؤمِنينِthe Faithful يَزورُهاvisits her
بِأَنَّ أَميرَ المُؤمِنينِ يَزورُها
Her two regions rejoiced, and her beauty was doubled,
Its showers graced it, and made its beauty pure
Because the Commander of the Faithful is visiting her.
For the Commander of the Faithful tours it
تَوَجَّهتَyou set out مَصحوباًaccompanied إِلَيهاtoward her بِعَزمَةٍwith a resolve
تَوَجَّهتَ مَصحوباً إِلَيها بِعَزمَةٍ
مَضىproceeded بِسَدادٍwith sound judgment بَدؤُهاits beginning وَأَخيرُهاand its end
مَضى بِسَدادٍ بَدؤُها وَأَخيرُها
You set out for her, accompanied, with a resolve
You set out to it with resolve
Whose beginning and end proceeded aright,
Its beginning and end passed in rectitude
وَفيand in سَنَةٍa year قَدindeed طالَعَتكَhave risen upon you سُعودُهاits auspicious stars
وَفي سَنَةٍ قَد طالَعَتكَ سُعودُها
وَقابَلَكَand greeted you النَيروزُNowruz وَهوَand it is بَشيرُهاits bearer of glad tidings
وَقابَلَكَ النَيروزُ وَهوَ بَشيرُها
And in a year whose auspicious stars have risen upon you,
In a year its good fortune rose to meet you
And Nowruz greeted you as its bearer of glad tidings.
And Nawruz came to you, its herald
فَصِلهاso join it بِأَعوامٍto years تَوالىthat follow in succession وَلاand may they not تَزَلcease
فَصِلها بِأَعوامٍ تَوالى وَلا تَزَل
مُقَدَّسَةًsacred أَيامُهاtheir days وَشُهورُهاand their months
مُقَدَّسَةً أَيامُها وَشُهورُها
So join it to successive years, and may they ever remain
May its seasons succeed in blessing
Sacred—their days and their months.
Ever sacred, its days and months
وَعِشand live أَبَداًforever لِلمَكرُماتِfor noble deeds وَلِلعُلاand for glory
وَعِش أَبَداً لِلمَكرُماتِ وَلِلعُلا
فَأَنتَfor you are ضِياءُthe radiance of المَكرُماتِnoble deeds وَنورُهاand their light
فَأَنتَ ضِياءُ المَكرُماتِ وَنورُها
And live forever for noble deeds and glory,
And live forever noble deeds and sublime
For you are the radiance of noble deeds and their light.
For you are the light of the noble, their sun