قد طال عهدى بالقريض فغِلتني

قد طال عهدى بالقريض فغِلتني

أُنسيتهُ ببديعه وبيانهِ

أُنسيتهُ ببديعه وبيانهِ

Long has it been since I last wrote verse, so I thought

My time with poetry has been so long, but now it burdens me

I had forgotten it, with its artistry and eloquence.

I forget it with its refined language and eloquence

وحللتُ لبناناً فهاج قرائحي

وحللتُ لبناناً فهاج قرائحي

ذكر الصبا بحنينهِ وحنانهِ

ذكر الصبا بحنينهِ وحنانهِ

And I settled in Lebanon; my poetic gifts were stirred

And dwell in Lebanon where it stirs up my inspirations

By the memory of youth, with its longing and tenderness.

Remembering youth with yearning and tenderness

فإذا نطلقت فانما هي جمرةٌ

فإذا نطلقت فانما هي جمرةٌ

في قلب من يصبو الى لبنانهِ

في قلب من يصبو الى لبنانهِ

So when I speak, it is only an ember

So if I set out, then my heart still burns

In the heart of one who yearns for his Lebanon.

For one who longs for his Lebanon