قَد أَضحَكَ الرَوضَ مَدمَعُ السُحُبِ

قَد أَضحَكَ الرَوضَ مَدمَعُ السُحُبِ

وَتَوَّجَ الزَهرُ عاطِلَ القُضُبِ

وَتَوَّجَ الزَهرُ عاطِلَ القُضُبِ

The clouds' tears have made the garden laugh,

The rain's tear has made the garden laugh,

and blossoms crowned the bare boughs.

And the flowers crown the idle staff.

وَقَهقَهَ الوَردُ لِلصِبا فَغَدَت

وَقَهقَهَ الوَردُ لِلصِبا فَغَدَت

تَملَأُ فاهُ قُراضَةُ الذَهَبِ

تَملَأُ فاهُ قُراضَةُ الذَهَبِ

And the rose laughed aloud in youthful joy; then

The roses chortle for the morning breeze,

gold filings began to fill its mouth.

Their mouths filled with pieces of gold.

وَأَقبَلَت بِالرَبيعِ مُحدِقَةً

وَأَقبَلَت بِالرَبيعِ مُحدِقَةً

كَتائِبٌ لا تُخِلُّ بِالأَدَبِ

كَتائِبٌ لا تُخِلُّ بِالأَدَبِ

And there came, encircling spring,

With spring coming, intent,

battalions that never breach decorum.

Hosts that fail not in manners,

فَغُصنُها قائِمٌ عَلى قَدَمٍ

فَغُصنُها قائِمٌ عَلى قَدَمٍ

وَالكَرمُ جاثٍ لَهُ عَلى الرُكَبِ

وَالكَرمُ جاثٍ لَهُ عَلى الرُكَبِ

So their bough stands on one foot,

Their branches standing on feet,

and the vine kneels before him on its knees.

And the vines kneeling over knees.

وَالسُحبُ وافَت أَمامَ مَقدَمِهِ

وَالسُحبُ وافَت أَمامَ مَقدَمِهِ

لَهُ تَرُشُّ الطَريقَ بِالقُرَبِ

لَهُ تَرُشُّ الطَريقَ بِالقُرَبِ

And the clouds arrived ahead of his coming,

The clouds reached before its advance,

sprinkling the road for him with waterskins.

Sprinkling its path with wreaths.

وَالأَرضُ مَدَّت لِوَطءِ مَشيَتِهِ

وَالأَرضُ مَدَّت لِوَطءِ مَشيَتِهِ

مَطارِفاً مِن رِياضِها القُشُبِ

مَطارِفاً مِن رِياضِها القُشُبِ

And the earth spread beneath his footsteps

The land stretched to tread its pace,

bordered cloaks from its fresh gardens.

With meadows of reeds from its yards.

وَالطَلُّ فَوقَ المِياهِ مُنتَثِرٌ

وَالطَلُّ فَوقَ المِياهِ مُنتَثِرٌ

فَهوَ لِكَأسِ الغَديرِ كَالحَبَبِ

فَهوَ لِكَأسِ الغَديرِ كَالحَبَبِ

And dew lies scattered over the waters,

Dew scattered over the waters,

so it is like bubbles in the pool's cup.

Like pearls in the cup of the pond.

وَالطَيرُ غَنَّت بِمَنطِقٍ غَرِدٍ

وَالطَيرُ غَنَّت بِمَنطِقٍ غَرِدٍ

يُغني النَدامى عَن نَفخَةِ القَصَبِ

يُغني النَدامى عَن نَفخَةِ القَصَبِ

And the birds sang with a melodious voice

The birds sang in warbling tones,

that lets drinking companions dispense with a reed flute's breath.

That make the pipers forget their reeds.

وَالقُضبُ مالَت لِسَجعِها طَرَباً

وَالقُضبُ مالَت لِسَجعِها طَرَباً

وَنَحنُ مِنها أَحَقُّ بِالطَرَبِ

وَنَحنُ مِنها أَحَقُّ بِالطَرَبِ

And the boughs swayed to their cooing in delight,

The staffs swayed, enraptured by their rhymes,

and we have more right than they to delight.

And we more entitled than them to rapture.

فَقُم بِنا نَنهَبِ السُرورَ وَعِش

فَقُم بِنا نَنهَبِ السُرورَ وَعِش

مِنَ التَهاني في حُسنِ مُنقَلَبِ

مِنَ التَهاني في حُسنِ مُنقَلَبِ

So rise with us; let us plunder joy, and live

So rise with us, let's seize the joy, and live

amid felicitations, with a happy outcome.

In congratulations, for the good turn of fate.

وَلا نُضِع فُرصَةَ الزَمانِ فَما

وَلا نُضِع فُرصَةَ الزَمانِ فَما

تَعلَمُ ما في حَوادِثِ النُوَبِ

تَعلَمُ ما في حَوادِثِ النُوَبِ

And let us not waste time's opportunity, for you do not

And let not the chance of time go unheeded,

know what the turns of misfortune hold.

For who knows what the days to come hold.