1. My heart is enamored with memories of Egypt,
Yearning for Egypt though my eyes see it not,

2. Repeat in my ear the tales of its prophet,
For its waves have returned questioning the Nile.

3. The land where generosity spread its wings,
And glory manifested its greatest sign,

4. Speak slowly when you tell me of its meadows,
For lengthening the tales of love is another joy.

5. When the sparrow chirps from the acacia branch,
I am reminded of glances and dark complexions.

6. Perhaps time will incline its course toward it,
And after despair, I will witness its mending.

7. Indeed, whenever those abodes
Passed and left behind pining souls,

8. I yearn for those abodes whenever
A gentle breeze brings their memory.

9. By its peach trees dozing on its slopes,
And glances that have filled with magic,

10. By the posture of its swaying palm trees,
Risen and transcended being sold or bought.

11. If that bliss meets me in its land,
And my eyes find rest with my loved ones,

12. I will embrace joy in its meadows,
And in the niche of its joys find gratitude.

13. May God tend its pastures and enliven its gardens,
Pouring abundant rain and dew upon its folks.

14. In it are dwellings where the morning breeze is joyous youth,
Its meadows are melody and memories can be of use.

15. The morning breeze reminds me of joyous youth
In its meadows of melody where memories can be of use.

16. Yearning for its Nile I weep copious tears,
And desire the rose gardens of its banks.

17. The Nile adorned it in a yellow robe,
Then dressed it in a gown of flowers.

18. The boughs of its gardens shook hands with it,
Extending palms and bestowing flowers upon it.

19. In the eyes of its groves it placed
A breeze that heals whoever it visits.

20. If a country warns me against longing
For the Nile of Egypt, its warning tempts me.

21. When they speak of Euphrates and Tigris,
I find the Nile sweeter when they pass.

22. I will ignore talk of other lands and their people,
And quench my burning thirst with Nile water.

23. How often I glance toward the Gulf’s course
Upon which my tears flow along that channel.

24. Brooks coil like snakes, some over the others,
You see no belly and you see no back.

25. And how often I said to my heart enamored with it,
“Be patient,” but the heart said, “I cannot be patient.”

26. By the innocent passion and the band
For whom the lovers established in their art excuses.

27. If I am infatuated with Egypt, I have
No need except to meet its blossoms.

28. The best of this world and its noblest people,
The most generous of hand and highest of worth.

29. If, meeting them, the light of their faces,
You would see faces putting sun and moon to shame.

30. If your ears heard the goodness of their deeds,
And you sought refuge with them, you would find reports true.

31. They have faces lit with the glow of prophethood,
Graced by the gentleness that flowed through them, glory to Him who made it flow.

32. They are the greatest blessing for the nation of their grandfather,
So what fortune for him who will have them as treasure tomorrow.

33. When a band of Quraysh boasts,
Their grandfather the Chosen One suffices as pride.

34. They are kings in truth, none but them,
Though others have the name see them more deserving of it.