1. O delegation, spring greeted you, and for so long
It captivated feelings, blooming and chanting,

2. It filled the valleys, shores and countryside
With poetry, and was ecstatic with singing and inspiration.

3. Whatever shook the pulpits saying,
Or touched the strings of feeling and fervor,

4. Only told the melody of spring and its magic,
Or was translating the magic of spring.

5. I did not compose poetry the day I met you,
But my joy overflowed so I spoke.

6. I greet your eloquence, O delegation, with thoughts
That hover around your caravan obsessively.

7. The youth flock to your arrival reciting
A melody with the lyres of souls composed.

8. The flame of jihad shines from your pens
Increasing the youth’s resolve to blaze.

9. And if calamities thunder and gloom
Clouds, and its night overwhelms and frowns,

10. I still see in the light of your faces
A dawn that illuminates our darkened path.

11. A tyrant who thinks your resolve weakens,
His schemes are evil and his delusions vile.

12. How many blessed stands you have taken
Whose echo resounded in the domains of zeal!

13. With patriotism we will prepare for the aggressors
Against rights a hellish inferno.