رَوضنا مِن رِياضكم فينان

رَوضنا مِن رِياضكم فينان

وَثَرانا مِن نيلكُم رَيانُ

وَثَرانا مِن نيلكُم رَيانُ

Our garden, sprung from your gardens, is luxuriant;

Our meadow from your meadows is delighted

and our soil is well-watered by your Nile.

And our Nile from your Nile is sated

وَهَوانا لَو تَقدرون هَوانا

وَهَوانا لَو تَقدرون هَوانا

كُلُّ قَلب مِنهُ لَكُم مَلآن

كُلُّ قَلب مِنهُ لَكُم مَلآن

And our love—if you could fathom our love—

And we'd be humiliated if you could humiliate

every heart is filled with it for you.

Every heart for you is filled

وَبِرَغم العِدا أَواصى قربا

وَبِرَغم العِدا أَواصى قربا

نا وثاق لَم تَبلها الأَزمان

نا وثاق لَم تَبلها الأَزمان

And despite the foes, the ties of our kinship

In spite of enmity, kinship remains

are bonds the ages have not worn away.

Our bond time cannot fray

وَعُيون يَقظى روانٍ إِلَيكُم

وَعُيون يَقظى روانٍ إِلَيكُم

دَمعَها في مصابِكُم لا يُصان

دَمعَها في مصابِكُم لا يُصان

And wakeful eyes gaze toward you;

Eyes keep vigil looking to you

their tears at your affliction are not withheld.

Their tears for your trials won't go away

إِن سررتم فَفي فلسطين عيد

إِن سررتم فَفي فلسطين عيد

أَو حَزِنتُم لَم تَعدُها الأَحزان

أَو حَزِنتُم لَم تَعدُها الأَحزان

If you rejoice, there is a feast in Palestine;

If you're joyous, in Palestine there is feast

or if you grieve, sorrows do not pass her by.

Or if you're saddened, sorrows won't increase

قَد رَأَوا بِالقَناة أَن يَقطعونا

قَد رَأَوا بِالقَناة أَن يَقطعونا

فَإِذا الدين جسرها وَاللِسان

فَإِذا الدين جسرها وَاللِسان

They thought to cut us off with the canal;

They thought the canal could divide us

yet religion and language are its bridge.

But faith is its bridge and tongue likewise

وَإِذا بِالقُلوب تَهفو عَلى الني

وَإِذا بِالقُلوب تَهفو عَلى الني

ل ظِماء يودي بِها الخَفَقان

ل ظِماء يودي بِها الخَفَقان

And behold, hearts yearn toward the Nile,

And hearts yearn for the Nile

thirsty, their throbbing bringing them death.

Thirsty, fluttering without guile

أَحسنَ اللَه وردَكُم هَل يُغي

أَحسنَ اللَه وردَكُم هَل يُغي

ض النيلَ كاسٌ يَحيا بِها ظَمآن

ض النيلَ كاسٌ يَحيا بِها ظَمآن

May God bless your drinking! Can it diminish

God bless your return, would the Nile be denied?

the Nile—a cup that gives a thirsty man life?

A cup by which the thirsty are revived

جئتكُم عاتِباً بَلابلَ مصر

جئتكُم عاتِباً بَلابلَ مصر

بلبل الرَوض عتبه أَلحان

بلبل الرَوض عتبه أَلحان

I have come to reproach you, O nightingales of Egypt;

I've come to you complaining, Egypt's nightingale

the garden's nightingale makes melodies of his reproach.

The meadow's nightingale with melody and tale

رفرف الشعر فَوقَكُم بِجَناحَي

رفرف الشعر فَوقَكُم بِجَناحَي

ه وَفي ساحكم غَذاه البَيان

ه وَفي ساحكم غَذاه البَيان

Poetry fluttered above you on its two wings,

Poetry fluttering over you with its wing

and eloquence nourished it in your precincts.

And in your plain its nourishment wording

وَتَسامى صَرح العُروبة في مِص

وَتَسامى صَرح العُروبة في مِص

ر وَهَل غَيرَكُم لَهُ أَركان

ر وَهَل غَيرَكُم لَهُ أَركان

And the edifice of Arab identity rose high in Egypt;

The edifice of Arabism towers in Egypt

and who but you are its pillars?

And who but you are its pillars kept?

كَم بِلاد تَهزكم لَيسَ فيها

كَم بِلاد تَهزكم لَيسَ فيها

لَكُمُ جيرة وَلا إِخوان

لَكُمُ جيرة وَلا إِخوان

How many lands stir you, though within them

So many countries shake you, in them no

you have neither neighbors nor brothers!

Neighbor of yours nor brethren you know

خَطبنا لا يَهز شَوقي ولَكن

خَطبنا لا يَهز شَوقي ولَكن

جاءَ روما فَهَزَّه الرومان

جاءَ روما فَهَزَّه الرومان

Our plight does not stir Shawqi, yet

We proposed, my passion shakes but then

he came to Rome, and the Romans stirred him.

Rome came and shook the Romans

خَطبنا لا يَهز حافظ إبرا

خَطبنا لا يَهز حافظ إبرا

هيم لَكن تَهزه اليابان

هيم لَكن تَهزه اليابان

Our plight does not stir Hafiz Ibrahim,

We proposed, Hafiz Ibrahim shakes not

yet Japan stirs him.

But Japan shakes him a lot

ما لمطران يا فَلسطين شَأن

ما لمطران يا فَلسطين شَأن

بِكَ لَكن لَهُ بنيرونَ شان

بِكَ لَكن لَهُ بنيرونَ شان

Mutran has no concern, O Palestine,

The Bishop, O Palestine, has no affair with you

for you, but Nero does concern him.

Yet Nero certainly gave him travail

سَيَقولون قدست هَذِهِ الأَر

سَيَقولون قدست هَذِهِ الأَر

ض فَما أَن لَنا بِها شَيطان

ض فَما أَن لَنا بِها شَيطان

They will say: 'This land has been sanctified,

They'll say "we sanctified this land"

so we have no devil in it.'

As if for them in it no Satan stood

بَل فَلسطين بِالشَياطين مَلأى

بَل فَلسطين بِالشَياطين مَلأى

ضَجَتِ الأنس مِنهُم وَالجان

ضَجَتِ الأنس مِنهُم وَالجان

Rather, Palestine is full of devils;

Nay, Palestine with devils is filled

humankind and jinn have cried out against them.

Jinn and mankind by them bewildered

إِن بَلَوتُم مِنهُم فَريقاً فإنا

إِن بَلَوتُم مِنهُم فَريقاً فإنا

قَد رَمانا باثنين هَذا الزَمان

قَد رَمانا باثنين هَذا الزَمان

If you have encountered a band of them, as for us,

If you tested some of them, we have borne

this age has hurled two at us.

Twofold in this age, shamed and worn

فَإِذا المال فاتَ ذاكَ فَهَذا

فَإِذا المال فاتَ ذاكَ فَهَذا

قَرِمٌ لا تَفوتهُ الأَبدانُ

قَرِمٌ لا تَفوتهُ الأَبدانُ

If money eludes that one, then this one

If money goes, that goes, but this

craves flesh, and no bodies escape him.

Stigma won't leave bodies, nonetheless

سَيقولون رَب إخوان صدق

سَيقولون رَب إخوان صدق

لَكَ في مصر بَينَهُم أَضغان

لَكَ في مصر بَينَهُم أَضغان

They will say: 'Many are the true brothers

They'll say "Lord, sincere brothers you've assigned"

you have in Egypt, yet grudges lie among them.

"Among them in Egypt cordial ties bind"

قَطَعوا الوَحيَ بِالتَقاطُع عَنا

قَطَعوا الوَحيَ بِالتَقاطُع عَنا

إِنَّ هَذا جَزاؤه الحرمان

إِنَّ هَذا جَزاؤه الحرمان

Through mutual estrangement, they cut off inspiration from us;

They've severed ties, no longer speaking

indeed, the recompense for this is deprivation.'

For this is the recompense of breaching

تِلكَ شَكوى تَروعني كَيفَ صاروا

تِلكَ شَكوى تَروعني كَيفَ صاروا

فَعَساها ذِكرى لَهُم كَيفَ كانوا

فَعَساها ذِكرى لَهُم كَيفَ كانوا

That complaint appalls me—what they have become!

These are complaints that terrify me, how they came to be

May it remind them of what they once were.

May it be a lesson to them, how it used to be