عدreturn بيwith me إلىto النيلِthe Nile لاdo not تسالask عنabout التعبِweariness
عد بي إلى النيلِ لا تسال عن التعبِ
الشوقlonging طيwithin ضلوعيmy ribs ليسis not باللعبِa game
الشوق طي ضلوعي ليس باللعبِ
Take me back to the Nile; do not ask about weariness.
Take me back to the Nile, don’t ask about the fatigue
The longing within my ribs is no game.
Yearning folded my ribs, it’s not a game
ليfor me فيin الديارthe homeland ديارٌhomes كلماwhenever طرفتblinked عينيmy eye
لي في الديار ديارٌ كلما طرفت عيني
يرفflickers ضياهاtheir radiance فيin دجىthe darkness of هُدبيmy lashes
يرف ضياها في دجى هُدبي
In the homeland I have homes; whenever my eye blinks,
In my home I have homes, whenever my eyes wander
Their radiance flickers in the darkness of my lashes.
Their lights sway in the gloom of my affection
وذكرياتُand memories أحبائيmy loved ones إذاwhen خطرتْcome to mind
وذكرياتُ أحبائي إذا خطرتْ
احسُّI feel بالموجِthe waves فوقَupon البحرِthe sea يلعبtoying بيwith me
احسُّ بالموجِ فوقَ البحرِ يلعب بي
And when memories of my loved ones come to mind,
And when memories of my loved ones come to mind
I feel the waves upon the sea toying with me.
I feel the waves playing above the sea with me
شيخan elder كأنas though وقارthe dignity of الكونthe universe لحيتهhis beard
شيخ كأن وقار الكون لحيته
وآخرونَand others دماهُمْtheir blood كونتformed نسبيmy lineage
وآخرونَ دماهُمْ كونت نسبي
An elder, as though the dignity of the universe were his beard;
An elder whose dignity is the honor of existence
And others whose blood formed my lineage.
Others whose blood composed my lineage
وأصدقاءand friends عيونsprings فضلهمtheir kindness مددsuccor
وأصدقاء عيون فضلهم مدد
إنif حدثوكthey spoke to you حسبتyou would think الصوتthe voice صوتthe voice of نبيa prophet
إن حدثوك حسبت الصوت صوت نبي
And friends whose springs of kindness offer succor;
Friends whose generosity continuously flows
If they spoke to you, you would think the voice a prophet's voice.
If they speak to you, you'd think it was a prophet's voice
أميmy mother التيwho وهبتْgave حرفيmy writing تألقَهُits brilliance
أمي التي وهبتْ حرفي تألقَهُ
تجئcomes رحمتهاher compassion منfrom منبعٍa spring خصبِfertile
تجئ رحمتها من منبعٍ خصبِ
My mother, who gave my writing its brilliance,
My mother who gifted my words their glow
Her compassion comes from a fertile spring.
Her mercy comes from a fertile spring
وإنand if تغيّبَwas absent فيon دربِthe path of الحياةِlife أبيmy father
وإن تغيّبَ في دربِ الحياةِ أبي
قامتshe took on إلىalongside عبئهاher burden أيضاًalso بعبءthe burden of أبيmy father
قامت إلى عبئها أيضاً بعبء أبي
And if my father was absent along life's path,
And if my father was absent from life's path
She shouldered my father's burden too, alongside her own.
She also took on his burdens and duties
والناسand the people فيin وطنيmy homeland شوقlonging يهدهدهمgently rocks them
والناس في وطني شوق يهدهدهم
كماas يهزsways نسيمa breeze قامةthe stature of القصبthe reeds
كما يهز نسيم قامة القصب
And longing gently rocks the people in my homeland,
And the people in my homeland, yearning rocks them
As a breeze sways the reeds' tall stems.
As the breeze shakes the stalk of wheat
والجارand the neighbor يعشقfeels love للجيرانfor the neighbors منfor سببa reason
والجار يعشق للجيران من سبب
وقدand may يحبهمhe loves them جدًاvery much بلاwithout سببa reason
وقد يحبهم جدًا بلا سبب
And a neighbor loves his neighbors for a reason,
A neighbor loves his neighbors out of affinity
And he may love them dearly for no reason.
And he may love them dearly without a reason
الناسthe people أروعthe finest ماthing فيهمin them بساطتهمtheir simplicity
الناس أروع ما فيهم بساطتهم
لكنbut معدنهمtheir mettle أغلىmore precious منthan الذهبgold
لكن معدنهم أغلى من الذهب
The finest thing about the people is their simplicity;
People’s best quality is their simplicity
But their mettle is more precious than gold.
But their essence is more precious than gold
عدreturn بيwith me إلىto النيلthe Nile لاdo not تسألask عنabout التعبweariness
عد بي إلى النيل لا تسأل عن التعب
قلبيmy heart يحنyearns حنينthe yearning of الأينقthe she-camels النجبhigh-bred
قلبي يحن حنين الأينق النجب
Take me back to the Nile; do not ask about weariness.
Take me back to the Nile, don’t ask about the fatigue
My heart yearns with the yearning of high-bred she-camels.
My heart yearns with the yearning of a graceful gazelle
منwhoever كانwas يحملcarrying مثليlike me حبlove for موطنهhis homeland
من كان يحمل مثلي حب موطنه
يأبىrefuses الغيابabsence ولوeven if فيamong الأنجمthe stars الشهبradiant
يأبى الغياب ولو في الأنجم الشهب
Whoever bears, as I do, love for his homeland,
Whoever carries love of homeland like me
Refuses to stay away, even among the radiant stars.
Refuses absence even in the shooting stars
ثارتflared up جراحيmy wounds نيراناًas fires يؤججهاstokes them
ثارت جراحي نيراناً يؤججها
عدوthe racing of الرياحthe winds علىover قلبيmy heart وفيand in عصبيmy nerves
عدو الرياح على قلبي وفي عصبي
My wounds flared into fires, stoked
My wounds blazed into fires stoked
By the racing winds over my heart and through my nerves.
By the enemy against my heart and in my nerves
كناwe were سماءa sky تبثspreads الخيرgoodness منهمرًاpouring down علىupon البلادthe land
كنا سماء تبث الخير منهمرًا على البلاد
كقطرlike the drops of الديمةsteady rain السكبpouring
كقطر الديمة السكب
We were a sky pouring goodness in torrents upon the land,
We were a sky that rained goodness on the countries
Like the pouring drops of steady rain.
Like drops of blood pouring down
وكانand was موطنناour homeland عزًاglory ومفتخرًاand a source of pride
وكان موطننا عزًا ومفتخرًا
ماnot هانwas humbled فيin عمرهits lifetime يوماًa single day لمغتصبbefore a usurper
ما هان في عمره يوماً لمغتصب
And our homeland was glory and a source of pride,
Our homeland was dignity and pride
Never in its lifetime humbled before a usurper.
Its day never disgraced by the usurper
وقدوةand a model لشعوبfor peoples لاdo not تماثلناmatch us
وقدوة لشعوب لا تماثلنا
فيin الحلمforbearance والعلمand knowledge والأخلاقand morals والأدبand good manners
في الحلم والعلم والأخلاق والأدب
And a model for peoples that do not match us
An exemplar for nations unlike us
In forbearance, knowledge, morals, and manners.
In dreams, knowledge, morals and literature
والكنزand the treasure كانwas هوit الإنسانthe human being مكتملاًcomplete
والكنز كان هو الإنسان مكتملاً
فيin محفلa gathering الجدearnest work لمdid not يهربflee ولمand did not يغبstay away
في محفل الجد لم يهرب ولم يغب
And the treasure was the human being, whole and complete,
The treasure was the complete human
In the arena of earnest work, he neither fled nor stayed away.
Did not flee or disappear from the circle of determination
والنيلand the Nile إنif فاضoverflowed أروتناquenched our thirst جداولهits streams
والنيل إن فاض أروتنا جداوله
وإنand if تراجعreceded جادgave generously النخلthe date palms بالرطبwith ripe dates
وإن تراجع جاد النخل بالرطب
And if the Nile overflowed, its streams quenched our thirst;
And the Nile, when it overflowed, its streams irrigated us
And if it receded, the palms were generous with ripe dates.
When it receded, the palm trees yielded their fruit
والحبand love أروعthe loveliest ماthing فيin الكونthe universe نغزلهwe spin it
والحب أروع ما في الكون نغزله
خيطاًas a thread منfrom الشمسthe sun أوor قطراًas a drop منfrom السحبthe clouds
خيطاً من الشمس أو قطراً من السحب
And love, the loveliest thing in the universe, we spin
Love is the most wondrous thing in existence we spin
Into a thread from the sun, or a drop from the clouds.
A thread of sun or a drop from the clouds
والحنبكand the hanbak الفذpeerless فيamong الأشجارthe trees لمعتهits gleam
والحنبك الفذ في الأشجار لمعته
ازرتput to shame بكلall صنوفvarieties of الكرمgrapevines والعنبand grapes
ازرت بكل صنوف الكرم والعنب
And the hanbak, peerless among trees—its gleam
The excellent grapevines in the trees, their glow
Put all varieties of vines and grapes to shame.
I grew with all kinds of generosity and grapes
والناسand the people قاماتهمtheir statures طالتgrew taller إذاwhen هتفواthey called out
والناس قاماتهم طالت إذا هتفوا
بالشمسto the sun جيئيcome تعاليcome هاهناhere اقتربيdraw near
بالشمس جيئي تعالي هاهنا اقتربي
And the people grew taller when they called
And people's bodies grew tall when they chanted
To the sun: 'Come! Come here! Draw near!'
To the sun - come, rise up, approach here!
جاءتshe came علىwith خجلshyness حيرىbewildered تسائلهمshe asks them
جاءت على خجل حيرى تسائلهم
منwho ذاthis one علىby النيلthe Nile ياO أحبابdear ones يهتفis calling بيto me
من ذا على النيل يا أحباب يهتف بي
She came shyly, bewildered, asking them:
It came shyly, puzzled, asking them
'Who is it by the Nile, dear ones, calling to me?'
Who is it on the Nile, my loved ones, calling to me?
ماذاwhat أصابhas befallen ضميرthe conscience of الناسthe people فيin زمنan age
ماذا أصاب ضمير الناس في زمن
صعبharsh كانwas بهin it داءa disease منof الكلبrabies
صعب كان به داء من الكلب
What has befallen the people's conscience in an age
What has afflicted people's conscience in a
So harsh, afflicted with a rabid sickness?
Difficult time, with disease from hyenas
هذاthis زمانan age غريبstrange كيفhow نعرفهwe know it
هذا زمان غريب كيف نعرفه
أوor كيفhow يعرفناit knows us منamid زحمةthe crowding of الحقبeras
أو كيف يعرفنا من زحمة الحقب
This is a strange age; how can we know it,
This is a strange time, how can we know it
Or how can it know us amid the crush of eras?
Or how can it know us from the throngs of eras
ارجعrestore اليto me شبابyouth العمرof life مؤتزراًgirded
ارجع الي شباب العمر مؤتزراً
بالحبwith love والوصلand reunion لاnot بالوعدwith promises فيin الكتبbooks
بالحب والوصل لا بالوعد في الكتب
Restore to me life's youth, girded
Return my youth to me, girded
With love and reunion, not with promises in books.
With love and reunion, not promises in books
وارفعand lift عنfrom القلبthe heart ماwhat يلقاهit encounters it منof عنتhardship
وارفع عن القلب ما يلقاه من عنت
واغسلand wash عنfrom الوجهthe face لونthe hue of الحزنsorrow والغضبand anger
واغسل عن الوجه لون الحزن والغضب
And lift from the heart the hardship it suffers,
Remove what the heart encounters of troubles
And wash from the face the hue of sorrow and anger;
Wash the face of the colors of sadness and anger
فقدfor perhaps أعودI return كماas قدonce كنتI was منfrom زمنa time
فقد أعود كما قد كنت من زمن
فخرthe pride of الشبابyouth وربand master of الفنart والأدبand literature
فخر الشباب ورب الفن والأدب
For I may return to what I was long ago:
For I will return as I once was in the time
The pride of youth and master of art and literature.
Of youth’s pride, the master of art and literature