1. عزاء بهذا الموت يا من فدى مصرا

    ومن عيشه ذكرى وومن موته ذكرى

    Solace in this death, O you who gave your life for Egypt,

    And whose life is a remembrance, and whose death is a remembrance.

  2. صديق الصبا ماذا غنمنا من الصبا

    وما غمرنا إلا مغارمنا تترى

    Friend of youth, what did we gain from youth?

    And nothing overwhelmed us but our losses, one after another.

  3. ولم يبق فينا منصفا غير ميتة

    أتالتك مجدا لا يباع ولا يشرى

    And none remained among us to do justice but a death

    That bestowed on you a glory neither sold nor bought.

  4. سقطت كجنديّ شهيد مماته

    حياة لعمري حرة تخلد الفكرا

    You fell like a martyred soldier, whose death

    Is, by my life, a free life that makes thought immortal.

  5. ومت عزيزا في الدفاع لأمّة

    أنابتك عنها في ملماتها الكبرى

    And you died with honor, in defense of a nation

    That appointed you to act for it in its greatest calamities.

  6. إذا سقط الجندي في ساحة الوغى

    فأيّ قصيد بعد هذا به يطرى

    When the soldier falls on the field of battle,

    Then with what poem, after this, can he be praised?

  7. كأن مماتا ذقت أبلغ حجّة

    وأوقع في تفنيد متهم مصرا

    As though the death you tasted were a more eloquent argument

    And more telling in refuting an accuser of Egypt,

  8. ولو أن نارا من بيانك أشعلت

    ركاما من الإسعاف خصّ به الأسرى

    Even if a fire from your eloquence had ignited

    A heap of aid set aside for the captives.

  9. فيا مدرة الأحرار عمرك كله

    خطاب مدو بالحقيقة لا يغرى

    So, O spokesman of the free, your whole life

    Was a ringing proclamation of truth, immune to enticement.

  10. فلم تدر معنى الجبن يوما ولا الهوى

    ولم ترض يوما في اتباعهما عذرا

    For you never knew the meaning of cowardice or caprice,

    And never accepted an excuse for following them.

  11. ولم تهو للطاغوت يوما مصليا

    وكنت لي الخل المدافع والبرا

    And never prostrated yourself in prayer to the tyrant.

    And you were my friend, my defender, and my benefactor.

  12. وأنحى عليّ الصاغرون فزدتني

    ولاء وقد كفرت من خص بي الكفرا

    And the abject assailed me, so you showed me greater

    Loyalty, and you branded as an unbeliever whoever charged me with unbelief.

  13. وبجّلتني حتى كأنّك تابعي

    ولست الذي صالت مواهبه دهرا

    And you honored me so much that you seemed my follower,

    And not the one whose talents had long held sway.

  14. سجية نفس حرة ليس تمتري

    كذاك النبيل الحر من يكرم الحرا

    The nature of a free soul, beyond doubt;

    Such is the noble, free man: he who honors the free.

  15. ومهما اختلفنا كنت ترفع قدرتي

    إلى قدرك العالي فتخلق لي قدرا

    And however we differed, you would raise my ability

    To your lofty stature, thus conferring stature on me.

  16. وما كنت من بالي الخفافيش مرّة

    ولا الصقر مجتاحا ولا الجارح النسرا

    And never once were you one to heed the bats,

    Nor the ravaging falcon, nor the predatory eagle.

  17. ولكنما باليت بالحق وحده

    ولم تخش دون الحق في شدة أمرا

    But you cared for truth alone,

    And in hardship, defending truth, you feared nothing.

  18. وأشغلت بالإنسان فردا وأمة

    ويا لجهود منك لم تعرف الحصرا

    And you were absorbed in humanity, as individual and nation,

    And oh, your efforts, which knew no bounds!

  19. وأشغلت بالفكر النزيه محررا

    وكل الذي جافاه صورته نكرا

    And you were absorbed in honest thought, as an editor,

    And all that departed from it you portrayed as abhorrent.

  20. كأن خراب الكون رهن بذلة

    يصاب بها العقل الذي عز واستذرى

    As though the ruin of the universe hinged on a humiliation

    That afflicts the mind that grew mighty and rose aloft.

  21. حرام على عيني الدموع فإنها

    شفاء وحزني قد يموت ولا يبرا

    Tears are forbidden to my eyes, for they

    Are a cure, and my grief may die but will not heal.

  22. حرام على شعري رثاؤك قادرا

    فإن الرثاء الفخم قد يلد الصبرا

    My verse is forbidden to elegize you, though it is able,

    For a grand elegy may give birth to patience.

  23. حرام على نثري البيان وهذه

    صحائفك الشماء آيتك الأخرى

    Eloquence is forbidden to my prose, and these

    Lofty pages of yours are your other sign.

  24. لقد كنت من شخصت داءك أولا

    فكنت كأني لاحد يفتح القبرا

    Indeed, I was the one who first diagnosed your illness,

    So I was like a gravedigger opening the grave.

  25. ومرت سنون لالتياعي عديدة

    وفي كل عام كنت أستبق العمرا

    And many years of my anguish passed,

    And each year I would try to outrun life,

  26. إلى أن أتى العام الذي ران نصره

    ولكن حكم الموت قد صحب النصرا

    Until the year came whose victory held sway,

    But death's decree had accompanied the victory.