1. He was so deluded he nearly melted away
Despite the caring doctor by his side

2. In Egypt, O people, there are beloved things
That are about to overwhelm my breath

3. But memories of you, O Wadi esh-Shita, and longing
Have taken root in my head at the hill's crown

4. Oh, my yearning for the valley’s caress on
The sacred water or the Well of Ibn Hirmas

5. And reclining on the soft sands
On a pillow of my fantasies and obsessions

6. And my longing for a glittering cup
Of Rachoub water and grapes within my reach

7. And reclining delirious with fever and visions
That overwhelm me whenever feelings stir

8. Convey my longing to the slopes of Oman that longing
For modern Egypt has exhausted my endurance

9. For the touch of fever returns whenever
I remember my sitting in Oman