1. The magic is in you, and in you are its causes -
The softening of the prince in the genius of his youth.

2. O my academy, and home of my childhood pact -
A house frequented from my early youth.

3. Destiny has ordained for you, in its measures -
He who exalted your glory in ancient scripture,

4. And poured into you verses of guidance -
And of passion and magic filled his quota.

5. Today, yearning drives me and I lean down,
Weak, disturbed, to your thresholds.

6. Passion outran my eyes in its race,
And confused and muddled my thoughts from the gateway.

7. And the prime of my youth called under its shadows,
And buried the eggs of my years in its sanctum.

8. And I faced problems from the family's scolding,
And wept from Amr and his bedouins.

9. The dawn shone and my voice echoed its calls,
And my hands bought their fill of its grapes.

10. Youth raised to you from their pens,
Pillars set on your manners.

11. And they raced to glory in you, while we
Clung to the right of glory from your students;

12. Until glory remains shaken
In the land overturned on its heels;

13. Images firmly tied in roots -
Newly pictured on its veins;

14. And glory more fitting for youth. But rather -
Founding glory on its people;

15. It is my academy, and if I keep its making,
Then I'm the son it sang of.

16. So I protect the seedlings of piety lest they shake,
With a lad it leaned to in its reckoning.

17. I remained greatest in youth and exalted,
And roamed between splendor and frolic in it,

18. Until I was thrown, and I'm not the first planet,
The same fate threw its tail upon it.

19. They said and souls shuddered and coarsened,
Terrified, raging, the forests stirred.

20. The son of Joseph blasphemed in misery and insolence,
Rebelled. But I don't care or worry.

21. And if above death there was an extender
For man, stretching to him its causes;