جِلَّقُ جَنَّةُ مَن تاهَ وباهَى

جِلَّقُ جَنَّةُ مَن تاهَ وباهَى

ورُباها مُنْيَتِي لولا وَبَاها

ورُباها مُنْيَتِي لولا وَبَاها

Jilliq is a paradise for those who strut and boast.

The homeland of the lost and confused is illusion

And her hills are my heart’s desire, were it not for her plague.

And my demise was nearly brought by its illusion

قيل لي صِفْ بَرَدَى كوثَرها

قيل لي صِفْ بَرَدَى كوثَرها

قُلْتُ غالٍ بَرَدَاها بِرَدَاهَا

قُلْتُ غالٍ بَرَدَاها بِرَدَاهَا

I was told: “Describe Barada, her Kawthar.”

I was told describe its abundant cold water

I said: “Her Barada comes dear, with its deadly peril.”

I said its cold water is as cold as it is

وَطَني مِصْرٌ وفيها وَطَري

وَطَني مِصْرٌ وفيها وَطَري

ولِعَيْنِي مُشْتَهَاها مُشْتَهَاهَا

ولِعَيْنِي مُشْتَهَاها مُشْتَهَاهَا

My homeland is Egypt, and in her lies my desire.

My homeland is Egypt where lies my passion

And her delights are what my eye desires.

And for my eyes what it desires is its desire

ولِنَفْسِي غيرَها إن سَكِنَتْ

ولِنَفْسِي غيرَها إن سَكِنَتْ

يا خَلِيلَيَّ سلاَها ما سلاها

يا خَلِيلَيَّ سلاَها ما سلاها

And if my soul should settle anywhere but in her,

And for myself, if it's other than her, even if peaceful

My two friends, ask it what solace it has found.

Oh my friend, its peace is not its peace