هَذي الرِياضُ وَأَنفاسُ الرَياحينِ

هَذي الرِياضُ وَأَنفاسُ الرَياحينِ

تَحتَ الغِياضِ وَهَذا جِسرُ جِسرينِ

تَحتَ الغِياضِ وَهَذا جِسرُ جِسرينِ

These are the gardens and the breaths of fragrant herbs,

These gardens and the breezes’ breaths

beneath the groves; and this is the bridge of Jisrin.

Beneath the shade and this bridge of bridges

وَالطَيرُ في عَذَباتِ البانِ تَصدَحُ بِال

وَالطَيرُ في عَذَباتِ البانِ تَصدَحُ بِال

أَفنانِ وَجداً بِأَنواعِ الأَفانينِ

أَفنانِ وَجداً بِأَنواعِ الأَفانينِ

And birds on the branch-tips of the moringa trees sing amid the

The birds in the sweet waters chirp

boughs, in rapture, with every kind of artful strain.

Melodies and ecstasy with all kinds of joys

تَتلو الشَحاريرُ فيها وَالبَلابِلُ آ

تَتلو الشَحاريرُ فيها وَالبَلابِلُ آ

ياتِ الزَّبورِ بِأَفواهِ الرَهابينِ

ياتِ الزَّبورِ بِأَفواهِ الرَهابينِ

There the blackbirds and nightingales recite the

The goldfinches and nightingales recite

verses of the Psalms with the mouths of monks.

Verses of psalms with eloquent tongues

وَلِلغُصونِ اِهتِزازٌ بِالنَسيمِ كَما

وَلِلغُصونِ اِهتِزازٌ بِالنَسيمِ كَما

هَزَّ النَصارى سُروراً وَصفُ شَمعونِ

هَزَّ النَصارى سُروراً وَصفُ شَمعونِ

And the boughs sway in the breeze, just as

The boughs sway with the breeze as

a description of Sham'un stirred the Christians with joy.

The Christians swayed with joy for Simon

قُم يا نَديمي اِسقِني حَمراءَ صافِيَةً

قُم يا نَديمي اِسقِني حَمراءَ صافِيَةً

كانَت لِكِسرى أَتَت مِن عِند شيرينِ

كانَت لِكِسرى أَتَت مِن عِند شيرينِ

Rise, my drinking companion, pour me clear red wine,

Rise my friend, serve me pure red wine

that belonged to Kisra and came from Shirin.

That was for Chosroes from Shirin

مُدامَةً في ظَلامِ اللَيلِ تُطلِعُ لي

مُدامَةً في ظَلامِ اللَيلِ تُطلِعُ لي

مِن نَورِها سُرُجاً زُهراً فَتَهديني

مِن نَورِها سُرُجاً زُهراً فَتَهديني

A wine that, in the darkness of night, brings forth for me

A beverage in the dark night that shows me

bright lamps from its radiance, and so guides me.

From its light, lamps and flowers that guide me

تُبقي السُرورَ وَتَنفي هَمَّ شارِبِها

تُبقي السُرورَ وَتَنفي هَمَّ شارِبِها

عَن قَلبِهِ فَهوَ لاهٍ غَيرُ مَحزونِ

عَن قَلبِهِ فَهوَ لاهٍ غَيرُ مَحزونِ

It preserves delight and dispels its drinker's care

It keeps joy and takes away the sorrow

from his heart; he is carefree, not sorrowful.

From the heart of its drinker, who becomes oblivious and ungrieved

جاءَ المِزاجُ لَها إِذ أَشبَهَت ذَهَباً

جاءَ المِزاجُ لَها إِذ أَشبَهَت ذَهَباً

بِدُرِّ عِقدٍ نَفيسِ القَدرِ مَكنونِ

بِدُرِّ عِقدٍ نَفيسِ القَدرِ مَكنونِ

The mixing-water came to it when it resembled gold,

Its blend came well when it resembled

with pearls of a precious, well-guarded necklace.

A precious bead necklace of gold coins

فَلِلحَبابِ بِحَبّاتِ القُلوبِ هَوىً

فَلِلحَبابِ بِحَبّاتِ القُلوبِ هَوىً

حَيّا بِهِ الفَتَياتِ الخُرَّدِ العينِ

حَيّا بِهِ الفَتَياتِ الخُرَّدِ العينِ

So the bubbles have a passion for the hearts' very kernels,

So it attracted the hearts with love

with which they greeted the shy, wide-eyed maidens,

Greeting the tender doe-eyed girls

مِن كَفِّ مُرتَجَّةِ الأَطرافِ لَيِّنَةِ ال

مِن كَفِّ مُرتَجَّةِ الأَطرافِ لَيِّنَةِ ال

أَعطافِ بِاللَحظِ تُصبيني وَتَسبيني

أَعطافِ بِاللَحظِ تُصبيني وَتَسبيني

from the hand of one with quivering limbs, supple of

From the palm of the soft-limbed coquette

flanks: with her glance she makes me yearn and takes me captive.

With a glance she captivates me and imprisons me

إِنّي إِلى وَصلِها عَينُ الفَقيرِ فَإِن

إِنّي إِلى وَصلِها عَينُ الفَقيرِ فَإِن

تُغِنِّني بِقَريضي فَهيَ تُغنيني

تُغِنِّني بِقَريضي فَهيَ تُغنيني

For union with her I am poverty itself; if

My poor eyes long for her company

she sings my verses to me, she enriches me.

If she enriches me with her friendship, it will enrich me

وَإِنَّني لأُصَلّي الخَمسَ مُجتَهِداً

وَإِنَّني لأُصَلّي الخَمسَ مُجتَهِداً

وَلَن تَصُدَّنِيَ الصَهباءُ عَن ديني

وَلَن تَصُدَّنِيَ الصَهباءُ عَن ديني

And I indeed perform the five prayers diligently,

And I sincerely perform the five prayers

nor will tawny wine turn me away from my faith.

The pale dawn will not stop me from my faith

وَأَسأَلُ اللَهَ عَفواً في المَعادِ وَعَف

وَأَسأَلُ اللَهَ عَفواً في المَعادِ وَعَف

وُ اللَهِ يَرجوهُ مِثلي كُلُّ مِسكينِ

وُ اللَهِ يَرجوهُ مِثلي كُلُّ مِسكينِ

And I ask God for pardon at the Resurrection; and

And I ask God for pardon on the Day of Judgment

God's pardon is hoped for by every poor soul like me.

And God's pardon is what the likes of me, every poor one, hopes for

فَعَدِّ يا صاحِ عَن نَجدٍ وَساكِنِهِ

فَعَدِّ يا صاحِ عَن نَجدٍ وَساكِنِهِ

وَرَملِ حَزوى وَعَن أَثلاتِ يَبرينِ

وَرَملِ حَزوى وَعَن أَثلاتِ يَبرينِ

So turn away, my friend, from Najd and its dweller,

So count, my friend, about Nejd and its dwellers

from Hazwa's sand, and from Yabrin's tamarisks.

And the sands of Hazwa and the encampments of Yabreen

وَعُج عَلى عَذَباتِ النَّيرَبَينِ ضُحىً

وَعُج عَلى عَذَباتِ النَّيرَبَينِ ضُحىً

وَحَيِّها مُنشِداً قَلبي بِقُلبينِ

وَحَيِّها مُنشِداً قَلبي بِقُلبينِ

And turn toward the boughs of the two Nayrabs at midmorning,

And roam the sweet waters of Nayrab in the morning

and greet them, reciting, 'My heart is in Qulbin.'

And awaken my heart there singing with two hearts

تَجِد هُناكَ الهَوى العُذرِيَّ مُحتَكِماً

تَجِد هُناكَ الهَوى العُذرِيَّ مُحتَكِماً

فَكَم لَهُ ثَمَّ مِن لَيلى وَمَجنونِ

فَكَم لَهُ ثَمَّ مِن لَيلى وَمَجنونِ

There you will find chaste love holding sway:

You will find immortal love reigning there

for how many Laylas and Majnuns it has there!

So it has there many a Layla and Majnoon

إِنّي مِنَ الراحِ مَيتٌ لا حَراكَ لَهُ

إِنّي مِنَ الراحِ مَيتٌ لا حَراكَ لَهُ

فَهاتِ بِالراحِ حَيِّيني لِتُحييني

فَهاتِ بِالراحِ حَيِّيني لِتُحييني

I am dead from wine, with no movement left in me;

I am dead from the departure, with no movement

so bring wine; greet me with it, to bring me back to life.

So revive me with the return, to bring me to life