1. My pulpit is global, not limited to a land
Where tyrants can wreak havoc and destruction

2. Oh my soul, today is the anniversary of my exile
From its nurturer, from misery and disgrace

3. It choked me, or tried to, before it faded
Those petty souls with my own torment

4. I care not but to give my opinion
And its dissemination, what a dissemination!

5. They shackled me, besieged me, and hurt me
So I swore to break the siege

6. Like an eagle shackled, smashed the shackles
And shrieked, then flew away

7. No difference between it and its homelands
If its homelands had distanced it

8. Rather, it stirred screams in every land
Each land adopted its motto

9. I am the poet of yearning from afar
And from near, no matter how was the neighborhood

10. Just eight years are but moments
Of my life and borrowed existence

11. My age is my effort, thoughts, faith and love
For my age is a lighthouse

12. No time or place limit my existence
Or darkness or daylight

13. Wherever I am, my scream the eagle's scream
And my roar the provoked lion's roar

14. And my poem a spring quenched by ardors
They drink and it is light and fire

15. Ask me not about my dwelling, O life
My land, if vacated by the petty

16. I still have loyalty and living work
As if in Egypt, protecting the creeds

17. While the ungrateful there are drunk
Or lost, singing of vain glories

18. My principle will not change, as long as love remains
And my love for Egypt is aflame

19. And my whole life is in a struggle
Untouched by dust

20. O you detractors around me, rest
The night is defeated as dawn emerges