Għarb (Maltese: L-Għarb) is a village located at the westernmost point of the island of Gozo, Malta, with a population of 1,539 people as of March 2014.
Għarb started life as a small hamlet centuries ago. The word Għarb is Arabic for West, so it should be no surprise that the village is the most westerly place on Gozo. One can see its ancient roots in the centre of the village where some houses have fine examples of decorated stone balconies. Għarb was created as a parish in 1679, a move which gave impetus for the building of a new, baroque parish church. Built between 1699 and 1729, it has an elegant façade which has been compared with Francesco Borromini's Church of Saint Agnes in Piazza Navona, Rome. The village square, so quintessentially Gozitan, has become the view on many a postcard. On the square is a folklore museum housing all sorts of memorabilia retelling the Islands' rural history. Għarb lies in some of Gozo's most scenic countryside, particularly at Dbieġi, the highest hill on the Island. Also at Dbieġi is a centre for Gozitan crafts. Within the limits of Għarb is the Chapel of San Dimitri. According to legend, the first chapel was built on the cliff side by a woman whose son was freed from captivity by St. Demetrius. Also nearby is the Basilica ta' Pinu, Malta's pre-eminent shrine to the Virgin Mary. It was on this spot in 1883 that a local woman heard the voice of the Virgin. The parish church is dedicated to the visitation of Saint Mary to her cousin Saint Elizabeth. The late Karmni Grima and Frenċ tal-Għarb are two of its most renowned villagers.
al-Gharbiyah (Arabic: الغربية) "the western one" derives from Ġarb "west" (also transliterated Gharb, Garb or Rharb) and may refer to:
es war an meinem vierten geburtstag
doch sicher bin ich mir nicht
und durch das knistern drang ihre stimme
bis an mein gesicht
ihre haut so schwarz
ihre ritzen und spalten
ihre kurven und ihr klang
hielten mich gefangen in einem bann aus glück
ich wollte niemals mehr zurück
ich erinner mich daran - an jede zeile
und voller kummer hör ich dann - für eine weile
wie sie klang
sie ist zerkratzt, aber immer noch schön
einfach nur schön
immer wenn die nadel sie berührte
und die geschichte begann,
sie mich mitnahm und entführte
war die erde eine langspielplatte
und vorher hatte ich nie gedacht,
dass sie soviel macht besitzt