مُهلهلُ شفَّني صِغرك

مُهلهلُ شفَّني صِغرك

وأَسبل أَدمعي عُسُرُك

وأَسبل أَدمعي عُسُرُك

Muhalhil, your tender age has worn me thin;

Your childhood delights me,

and your hardship has made my tears flow.

And your hardship makes my tears flow,

لدى أَكنافِ شامهمُ

لدى أَكنافِ شامهمُ

أَموتُ فيمَّحني أثرُك

أَموتُ فيمَّحني أثرُك

In the regions of their Syria,

In the bosoms of my people,

I die, and your trace effaces me [wording uncertain].

I die when your track touches me,

ولو سومحتُ في عُمُري

ولو سومحتُ في عُمُري

لجَلَّ لديهمُ خطرُك

لجَلَّ لديهمُ خطرُك

Had I been granted more years of life,

If I wronged you in my life,

your standing among them would have been great.

Your danger would be grave to them,

فوا أَسفي على لُمَةٍ

فوا أَسفي على لُمَةٍ

يَطولُ إِليهمُ سَفرُك

يَطولُ إِليهمُ سَفرُك

Alas, my sorrow over a company of people—

Oh my sorrow for a nation,

long is your journey to them!

Whose journey to it is long for you,

وإِن أَهلك فإِن الله

وإِن أَهلك فإِن الله

دون الخلقِ لِي وَزرُك

دون الخلقِ لِي وَزرُك

And if I perish, then God,

And if you perish, then God,

rather than any creature, is your refuge for my sake.

Not people, is my solace for you.