قدhas نأىgone far away عنيfrom me الذيthe one who يرحمُنيhas mercy on me
قد نأى عني الذي يرحمُني
والذيand the one who يفهمُunderstands آلاميmy pains وروحيand my soul
والذي يفهمُ آلامي وروحي
The one who has mercy on me has gone far from me,
The one who has mercy on me has gone far from me
And the one who understands my pains and my soul,
And the one who understands my pains and my soul
والذيand the one who أعبدُI worship منهof him غُرَّةًa radiant brow
والذي أعبدُ منه غُرَّةً
كَنَدىlike dew الأزهارthe flowers فيupon الوجهِthe face الصبيحlovely
كَنَدى الأزهار في الوجهِ الصبيح
And the one whose radiant brow I worship,
And the one whose innocence I worship
Like the dew of flowers upon a lovely face,
Like the dew of flowers on the bright face
والذيand the one who أشتَمُّI smell منهfrom him غادياًgoing out in the morning
والذي أشتَمُّ منه غادياً
عَبقَthe fragrance الأنداءِthe dews فيin الواديthe valley الصدوحresounding with song
عَبقَ الأنداءِ في الوادي الصدوح
And the one from whom, as I go out in the morning, I inhale
And the one from whom I smell when he passes by
The fragrance of dews in the singing valley.
The fragrance of the valleys in the spacious valley
آهah ياO هندُHind جِراحيmy wounds كَثُرَتhave multiplied
آه يا هندُ جِراحي كَثُرَت
فتعاليso come ضَمّدِيdress أنتِyou جروحيmy wounds
فتعالي ضَمّدِي أنتِ جروحي
Ah, Hind, my wounds have multiplied;
Oh India, my wounds have increased
So come and dress my wounds yourself.
So come, you dress my wounds