1. Long has been your wait between despair and hope,
O shrine of glory, greet the march of the hero!

2. This longed-for refuge has grown small,
And a separation from your pure grave has not lasted long.

3. O fervor of the people! Have they roared with joy at the sight of him
And renewed the covenant from his early days?

4. The river has poured from its farthest springs,
Eagerly racing to meet the flash of lightning.

5. Its raging current surges and asks:
Which of the legends from the past was it that seemed real to me?

6. And which agitated soul walked along my banks,
Wherein millions were wakeful and celebrating?

7. Is it the return of the exiled rebel from a journey
That the mind cannot fathom the separation of its paths?

8. Nay! It is the martyr laid in his winding sheets -
They begrudged him even the despicable, lowly grave!

9. How much today resembles the yesterday when they crept
Upon the stupors of the momentous, dreadful event!

10. These remains are the heritage of glory in a homeland
Whose banner has not weakened from the pillar of glory!

11. The dearest treasures from the heritage of his renaissance
Are the remains of a martyr killed in truth.

12. History has brought him to you, so receive
The knots of the cave from his deputies, and embrace him!

13. The meeting has come, so what words have you prepared
And what longing and kisses have you stored up?

14. Look forward to victory and draw near its dawn -
This is the herald of guidance, love and hope!

15. Were they the ghosts of the Nile or did they cross
The riverbanks filling the plains and mountains?

16. They passed gently through the valley as though they were
Caravans of white clouds in the horizon.

17. In their coffins is a memory, and in their eyes
Are the secrets of a past cloaked over the eras.

18. They ask forgiveness for a day they had no hand in -
A tyrant went too far in his injustice!

19. It was not the Lord of the coats of mail and crowns and states
Who stole the dead from their resting places.

20. With their spirits they greeted Saad even if they ruled
The pulse of destiny - they walked in the bustling scene!

21. O owner of eternity, how many miracles the soul has
And how the spirit of eternity took form in a man!

22. Revelation and lawful magic have not ended, and life
Has not been devoid of pioneers and messengers.

23. And from the blood of martyrs who revive with it
A generation of truth or a world of hope.

24. You still have a voice - whenever they began
To destroy tyranny it made them recoil in shame!

25. It circled the thundering cannon and muted it
While the fire in its chest bubbled in anxiety!

26. Your great banner - its processions still
Walk on, and its red flags flutter like flames!

27. It walks with a giant's stride that mocked
The boulders, waves, fires and weapons!

28. This is your road to the house you were accustomed to
Walking to in the past - so tread it gently!

29. Look at it - its features have not changed
With what you immortalized in the past!

30. Today it asked it about a wound - if eras passed
It would remain by Egypt's side unhealed!

31. So let it hear the most wondrous speech you created
Your eternal majesty, the peerless ideal!

32. And live, as you are, a meaning in our conscience
Whose inspiration never ends or expires!

33. And a noble, radiant image, inspiring
More sublime than the poet's amorous fantasies!

34. Your memory in time is immortal lifetimes
The connected life of the assembled glories!

35. It appears to people wherever they turn -
The guiding star of your eternal flame!