طالَgrew long انتظارُكِyour waiting بينbetween اليأسِdespair والأملِand hope
طالَ انتظارُكِ بين اليأسِ والأملِ
ياO كعبةَKaaba of المجدِglory، حَيِّيgreet موكبَthe procession of البطلِthe hero
يا كعبةَ المجدِ، حَيِّي موكبَ البطلِ
Long has your waiting stretched between despair and hope.
Long has been your wait between despair and hope,
O Kaaba of glory, greet the hero's procession.
O shrine of glory, greet the march of the hero!
هذاthis المآبُthe homecoming المُرجَّىhoped for شُقَّةًa journey قَصُرَتْgrew short
هذا المآبُ المُرجَّى شُقَّةً قَصُرَتْ
وغُربةٌand exile عنfrom ثَراكِyour soil الطُّهْرِpure لمdid not تَطُلِlast long
وغُربةٌ عن ثَراكِ الطُّهْرِ لم تَطُلِ
This is the hoped-for homecoming—a journey grown short,
This longed-for refuge has grown small,
And an exile from your pure soil that did not last long.
And a separation from your pure grave has not lasted long.
ياO لهفةَthe yearning of القومِthe people، هلْdid ضَجُّواthey clamor لرؤيتهِat seeing him
يا لهفةَ القومِ، هلْ ضَجُّوا لرؤيتهِ
وجدَّدواand they renewed العهدَthe pledge منfrom أيامهِhis days الأُوَلِearliest؟
وجدَّدوا العهدَ من أيامهِ الأُوَلِ؟
Oh, the people's longing! Did they clamor at the sight of him,
O fervor of the people! Have they roared with joy at the sight of him
And renew the pledge from his earliest days?
And renewed the covenant from his early days?
تَدَفَّقَsurged النهرُthe river منfrom أقصىthe farthest of منابعِهِits springs
تَدَفَّقَ النهرُ من أقصى منابعِهِ
لهفانَeager with longing يسبقُoutstrips لمعَthe flash of البارِقِlightning العَجِلِswift
لهفانَ يسبقُ لمعَ البارِقِ العَجِلِ
The river surged from its remotest springs,
The river has poured from its farthest springs,
Eager, outstripping the flash of swift lightning.
Eagerly racing to meet the flash of lightning.
يثورrages تَيَّارُهُits current العاتيfierce فيسألُهُand asks it:
يثور تَيَّارُهُ العاتي فيسألُهُ:
أيُّwhich of الأساطيرِthe legends منfrom ماضيَّmy past، خُيِّلَwas conjured ليfor me؟
أيُّ الأساطيرِ من ماضيَّ، خُيِّلَ لي؟
Its fierce current rages and asks it:
Its raging current surges and asks:
Which legend from my past has been conjured before me?
Which of the legends from the past was it that seemed real to me?
وأيَّand what مضطَربٍbustling place فيon ضِفتيَّmy two banks مَشَتْwalked
وأيَّ مضطَربٍ في ضِفتيَّ مَشَتْ
فيهthrough it الملايينُthe millions منof ساعٍone hurrying ومحتفِلِand one celebrating
فيه الملايينُ من ساعٍ ومحتفِلِ
And what bustling place on my two banks was traversed
And which agitated soul walked along my banks,
By millions, hurrying and celebrating?
Wherein millions were wakeful and celebrating?
أعودةُis it the return of الثائرِthe rebel المنفيِّexiled منfrom سفرٍa journey
أعودةُ الثائرِ المنفيِّ من سفرٍ
لاnot يبلغُreaches الوَهْمُthe imagination منهof it مفرقَthe junction of السُّبُلِthe paths؟
لا يبلغُ الوَهْمُ منه مفرقَ السُّبُلِ؟
Is it the exiled rebel's return from a journey
Is it the return of the exiled rebel from a journey
Whose crossroads imagination cannot reach?
That the mind cannot fathom the separation of its paths?
بلrather الشهيدُthe martyr المُسجَّىlaid out فيin لفائفِهِhis shrouds
بل الشهيدُ المُسجَّى في لفائفِهِ
ضَنُّواthey begrudged عليهto him بقبرِwith a grave الهانئِthe contented الجذِلِthe joyful!
ضَنُّوا عليه بقبرِ الهانئِ الجذِلِ!
No, it is the martyr laid out in his shrouds;
Nay! It is the martyr laid in his winding sheets -
They begrudged him a grave of contentment and joy!
They begrudged him even the despicable, lowly grave!
ماhow أشبَهَlike اليومَtoday بالأمسِto yesterday الذيwhen نَسَلواthey hurried forth
ما أشبَهَ اليومَ بالأمسِ الذي نَسَلوا
فيهِon it علىamid صَعَقاتِthe shocks of الحادثِthe calamity الجلَلِmomentous
فيهِ على صَعَقاتِ الحادثِ الجلَلِ
How today resembles yesterday, when they hurried forth
How much today resembles the yesterday when they crept
Amid the shocks of that momentous calamity.
Upon the stupors of the momentous, dreadful event!
هذاthis الرفاتُthe remains تراثُthe legacy of المجدِglory فيin وطنٍa homeland
هذا الرفاتُ تراثُ المجدِ في وطنٍ
لواؤُهits banner عنfrom ركازthe buried treasure of المجدِglory لمdid not يَمِلِturn aside
لواؤُه عن ركاز المجدِ لم يَمِلِ
These remains are glory's legacy in a homeland
These remains are the heritage of glory in a homeland
Whose banner never turned aside from glory's buried treasure.
Whose banner has not weakened from the pillar of glory!
أغلىmost precious الذخائرِtreasures منfrom ميراثِthe legacy of نهضتِهِits revival
أغلى الذخائرِ من ميراثِ نهضتِهِ
رفاتُthe remains of مستشهدٍone martyred فيfor الحقِّtruth مقتَتِلِfighting
رفاتُ مستشهدٍ في الحقِّ مقتَتِلِ
The most precious treasure in the legacy of its revival:
The dearest treasures from the heritage of his renaissance
The remains of one martyred fighting for truth.
Are the remains of a martyr killed in truth.
مشىwalked إليكِto you بهbearing him التاريخُhistory فاستلميso receive
مشى إليكِ به التاريخُ فاستلمي
معاقدَthe bindings of الغارِlaurel منfrom فوديهِhis two temples، واقتبِليand welcome
معاقدَ الغارِ من فوديهِ، واقتبِلي
History has walked to you bearing him; receive
History has brought him to you, so receive
The knotted laurel from his temples, and welcome him.
The knots of the cave from his deputies, and embrace him!
حانhas come اللقاءُthe meeting فماso what أعددتِhave you prepared منof كَلِمٍwords
حان اللقاءُ فما أعددتِ من كَلِمٍ
وماand what ادَّخرتِhave you stored منof الأشواقِlongings والقُبَلِand kisses؟
وما ادَّخرتِ من الأشواقِ والقُبَلِ؟
The meeting has come: what words have you prepared,
The meeting has come, so what words have you prepared
And what longings and kisses have you stored away?
And what longing and kisses have you stored up?
فاستشرفيso look toward النصرَvictory واستدنيand draw near مطالعَهُits dawns
فاستشرفي النصرَ واستدني مطالعَهُ
هذاthis بشيرُthe herald of الهدىguidance والحبِّand love والأملِand hope
هذا بشيرُ الهدى والحبِّ والأملِ
So look toward victory and draw its dawns near;
Look forward to victory and draw near its dawn -
This is the herald of guidance, love, and hope.
This is the herald of guidance, love and hope!
عواهلُthe monarchs of النيلِthe Nile أمor أشباحُهمtheir ghosts عبرواthey crossed
عواهلُ النيلِ أم أشباحُهم عبروا
منfrom ضِفَّةِthe bank of النهرthe river ملءَfilling السَّهْلthe plain والجبلِand the mountain
من ضِفَّةِ النهر ملءَ السَّهْل والجبلِ
Were they the Nile's monarchs, or their ghosts, who crossed
Were they the ghosts of the Nile or did they cross
From the riverbank, filling plain and mountain?
The riverbanks filling the plains and mountains?
مَرُّواthey passed خِفافًاlightly علىover الواديthe valley كأنهمُas though they were
مَرُّوا خِفافًا على الوادي كأنهمُ
مواكبُprocessions of السُّحُبِclouds البيضاءِwhite فيin الطَّفَلِtwilight
مواكبُ السُّحُبِ البيضاءِ في الطَّفَلِ
They passed lightly over the valley, as though they were
They passed gently through the valley as though they were
Processions of white clouds in the twilight.
Caravans of white clouds in the horizon.
وفيand in أساريرهمtheir features ذكرىremembrance، وأعينِهمand their eyes
وفي أساريرهم ذكرى، وأعينِهم
أسرارُsecrets of ماضٍa past علىacross الأحقابِthe ages منسَدِلِdraped
أسرارُ ماضٍ على الأحقابِ منسَدِلِ
And in their features, remembrance; and in their eyes,
In their coffins is a memory, and in their eyes
Secrets of a past draped across the ages.
Are the secrets of a past cloaked over the eras.
يستغفرونthey seek forgiveness ليومٍfor a day مَرَّgone by، ماno لهمُfor them
يستغفرون ليومٍ مَرَّ، ما لهمُ
يَدٌa hand بهin it، جَلَّwas exalted فرعونٌPharaoh عنabove الغِيَلِtreachery
يَدٌ به، جَلَّ فرعونٌ عن الغِيَلِ
They seek forgiveness for a day gone by, though they had
They ask forgiveness for a day they had no hand in -
No hand in it: Pharaoh was above treachery.
A tyrant went too far in his injustice!
ماnot كانwas منone who يَسلُبُrobs الموتىthe dead مضاجعَهمtheir resting places
ما كان من يَسلُبُ الموتى مضاجعَهم
رَبُّthe lord of الصوالجِscepters والتيجانِand crowns والدولِand realms
رَبُّ الصوالجِ والتيجانِ والدولِ
Not one to rob the dead of their resting places
It was not the Lord of the coats of mail and crowns and states
Was the lord of scepters, crowns, and realms.
Who stole the dead from their resting places.
حيَّواthey saluted بأرواحهمwith their spirits سعدًاSaad ولوand if ملكواthey possessed
حيَّوا بأرواحهم سعدًا ولو ملكوا
نبضَthe pulse of الوتينِthe aorta مشواthey would have walked فيin المشهدthe gathering الحَفلِthronged
نبضَ الوتينِ مشوا في المشهد الحَفلِ
They saluted Saad with their spirits; had they possessed
With their spirits they greeted Saad even if they ruled
A pulse in the aorta, they would have walked in the thronged gathering.
The pulse of destiny - they walked in the bustling scene!
ياO صاحبَpossessor of الخُلدِimmortality كمhow many للروحِfor the spirit معجزةٌa miracle
يا صاحبَ الخُلدِ كم للروحِ معجزةٌ
وكمand how often تَمَثَّلَtook form روحُthe spirit of الخلدِimmortality فيin رَجُلِa man
وكم تَمَثَّلَ روحُ الخلدِ في رَجُلِ
O bearer of immortality, how many miracles the spirit holds,
O owner of eternity, how many miracles the soul has
And how often immortality's spirit has taken form in a man!
And how the spirit of eternity took form in a man!
لمhas not ينتهِceased الوحيُinspiration والسحرُand enchantment الحلالُlawful، ولمْand has not
لم ينتهِ الوحيُ والسحرُ الحلالُ، ولمْ
تَخْلُbe empty الحياةُlife منof الرُّوادِpioneers والرُّسُلِand messengers
تَخْلُ الحياةُ من الرُّوادِ والرُّسُلِ
Inspiration and lawful enchantment have not ceased, nor
Revelation and lawful magic have not ended, and life
Has life been emptied of pioneers and messengers,
Has not been devoid of pioneers and messengers.
ومنand of دمِthe blood of الشهداءِthe martyrs الباعثينwho bring forth بهِthrough it
ومن دمِ الشهداءِ الباعثين بهِ
جيلًاa generation منof الحقِّtruth أوor دنياa world منof الأملِhope
جيلًا من الحقِّ أو دنيا من الأملِ
Nor of the blood of martyrs who, through it, bring forth
And from the blood of martyrs who revive with it
A generation of truth, or a world of hope.
A generation of truth or a world of hope.
ولمand has not يَزَلْceased لكَfor you صوتٌa voice كلماwhenever شرعواthey leveled
ولم يَزَلْ لكَ صوتٌ كلما شرعوا
لَهَاذِمَkeen spearheads of البغيِtyranny ثَنَّاهاit bent them back علىin خجلِshame
لَهَاذِمَ البغيِ ثَنَّاها على خجلِ
And still you have a voice: whenever they level
You still have a voice - whenever they began
Tyranny's keen spearheads, it bends them back in shame.
To destroy tyranny it made them recoil in shame!
وطافand it circled بالمدفعِaround the cannon الداويbooming فأخرسَهُand so silenced it
وطاف بالمدفعِ الداوي فأخرسَهُ
والنارُand the fire فيin صدرهits chest تصطكُّrattles منfrom وَجَلِdread
والنارُ في صدره تصطكُّ من وَجَلِ
And it circles the booming cannon, silencing it,
It circled the thundering cannon and muted it
While the fire in its chest rattles with dread.
While the fire in its chest bubbled in anxiety!
لواؤُكyour banner الضخمُmighty ماnot زالتْceased مواكبُهُits processions
لواؤُك الضخمُ ما زالتْ مواكبُهُ
تَتْرَىfollow in succession، وراياتُهُand its flags حمراءَred كالشُّعَلِlike flames
تَتْرَى، وراياتُهُ حمراءَ كالشُّعَلِ
Your mighty banner's processions still
Your great banner - its processions still
Follow one another, its flags red as flames.
Walk on, and its red flags flutter like flames!
يمشيit marches علىon قَدَمٍa foot جَبَّارةٍmighty هزأتْmocked
يمشي على قَدَمٍ جَبَّارةٍ هزأتْ
بالصخرِat the rock والموجِand the waves، والنيرانِand the fires، والأسَلِand the spears
بالصخرِ والموجِ، والنيرانِ، والأسَلِ
It marches on a mighty foot that has mocked
It walks with a giant's stride that mocked
Rock and wave, fire and spear.
The boulders, waves, fires and weapons!
هذاthis طريقُكَyour road للبيتِto the house الذيthat ألِفَتْgrew familiar with
هذا طريقُكَ للبيتِ الذي ألِفَتْ
خُطاكَyour footsteps بالأمسِyesterday، فاسلُكْهُso follow it علىat مَهلِleisure
خُطاكَ بالأمسِ، فاسلُكْهُ على مَهلِ
This is your road to the house that was familiar
This is your road to the house you were accustomed to
To your footsteps yesterday; follow it slowly.
Walking to in the past - so tread it gently!
انظرْlook إليهat it، فماfor not حالتْchanged معالمُهُits landmarks
انظرْ إليه، فما حالتْ معالمُهُ
ماno للزمانِfor time بماagainst what خَلَّدْتَyou immortalized منany قِبَلِpower!!
ما للزمانِ بما خَلَّدْتَ من قِبَلِ!!
Look at it: its landmarks have not changed;
Look at it - its features have not changed
Time has no power against what you have made immortal!
With what you immortalized in the past!
أسالَهmade it flow اليومُtoday جرحًاas a wound لوeven if مضتْpassed حِقَبٌages
أسالَه اليومُ جرحًا لو مضتْ حِقَبٌ
لظلَّit would remain فيin جنبِthe side of مِصرٍEgypt غَيْرَnot مُندملِhealed
لظلَّ في جنبِ مِصرٍ غَيْرَ مُندملِ
Today has made it bleed—a wound that, though ages passed,
Today it asked it about a wound - if eras passed
Would remain unhealed in Egypt's side.
It would remain by Egypt's side unhealed!
فَلْيُلْقِso let it deliver أروعَthe finest ماwhat أبدَعتَyou created منof خُطَبٍspeeches
فَلْيُلْقِ أروعَ ما أبدَعتَ من خُطَبٍ
جلالُكَyour majesty الأبديُّeternal، المفردُpeerless المَثلِin example
جلالُكَ الأبديُّ، المفردُ المَثلِ
Then let the finest of the speeches you created be delivered
So let it hear the most wondrous speech you created
By your eternal majesty, a peerless example.
Your eternal majesty, the peerless ideal!
وعشْand live، كماas أنتَyou are معنًىa meaning فيin ضمائِرِناour consciences
وعشْ، كما أنتَ معنًى في ضمائِرِنا
لاdoes not ينتهيend وحيُهُits inspiration يومًاever إلىat أجلِan appointed end
لا ينتهي وحيُهُ يومًا إلى أجلِ
And live, as you are, a meaning in our consciences,
And live, as you are, a meaning in our conscience
Whose inspiration shall never come to an end,
Whose inspiration never ends or expires!
وصورةًand an image سمحةَgracious الإشراقِin radiance ملهمِةًinspiring
وصورةً سمحةَ الإشراقِ ملهمِةً
أرقَّmore tender منthan خَطراتِthe fleeting thoughts of الشاعرِthe poet الغَزِلِamorous
أرقَّ من خَطراتِ الشاعرِ الغَزِلِ
And an inspiring image of gracious radiance,
And a noble, radiant image, inspiring
More tender than the fleeting thoughts of an amorous poet.
More sublime than the poet's amorous fantasies!
ذكراكَyour memory فيthrough الدهرِtime أعمارٌlifetimes مخلدةٌmade immortal
ذكراكَ في الدهرِ أعمارٌ مخلدةٌ
حياةُthe life of محتشدِa gathering of الأمجادِglories متَّصلِunbroken
حياةُ محتشدِ الأمجادِ متَّصلِ
Your memory through time is lifetimes made immortal,
Your memory in time is immortal lifetimes
The life of an unbroken gathering of glories.
The connected life of the assembled glories!
يطالعُgreets الناسَpeople منهاfrom it، أينماwherever اتَّجهواthey turn
يطالعُ الناسَ منها، أينما اتَّجهوا
شعاعُthe ray of كوكبِكَyour star الوقَّادِblazing فيin الأزَلِbeginningless eternity
شعاعُ كوكبِكَ الوقَّادِ في الأزَلِ
From it, wherever they turn, people are greeted
It appears to people wherever they turn -
By the ray of your star, blazing in eternity.
The guiding star of your eternal flame!
Sol 6.1