1. Flowing like a spring's water, O my country
Quench thirsts purely and do not bend for anyone

2. Molded from palm clay and steeped
Created from Zamzam water guided to righteousness

3. Your hands hold bundles of bounty
So why would not the envious proliferate, O my country

4. A waterfall of light over a suspended eye
Its sorrow has dried it, the cruelty of cataracts

5. Purer than purity in a heart shining with piety
More luscious than rain melodiously without cold

6. In the morning you were born with a radiant face and mouth
Singing in a time sunk in gloom

7. Flowing like a spring's water, cheerful
In a confused world swirling in dilemmas

8. The fabric of your unity, O my home, is "suspended"
Impossible to unravel, defying eternally

9. I unleash it and passion is a form of support
I unleash it, a ray of light from my blood and mouth

10. Which it forms, O mountains of endlessness ignite
Flowing like the trilling of poetry, no cloud danced

11. Except in the imagination of echo
I searched everything for you, when I looked

12. My eyes did not find a face like this face
I dug for your grassy face, I did not find

13. Eyes like you, O ode of eternity
A poem you are, came dreaming

14. And the hidden in immortality did not yet wake
These are not turbans worn by fools

15. Even if a thousand critics cling to them
These turbans conceal a mind ripened

16. In Mecca's womb reciting Sura Al-Masad
These turbans, no mind bent to them

17. Intelligible with the intellect of The One God
These turbans crafted love for the epic

18. And the germs of love come the scourge of envy
What do I prepare for my fathers their feats

19. A universe of pride, I cannot enumerate
And how do I count what the horses of God galloped

20. And how do I count the veins of pride in my body
And how do I shed my skin to expose my

21. Heart and palm tree swaying in my chest
Without verses or pillars the love poem

22. Poems of love aren't built on pillars
A cloud of fragrance comes fluttering nursing

23. The language of dreams was molded for it as a child
It comes like your face gleefully and minaret

24. Leaning while the spires did not extend
No adulteress lurked in the sky of love

25. Except with your blessing keeping watch
O my inspirer, tattoos do not avail imprinted

26. As talismans against the smooth talker's hands
I believe you are the loftiest story ever written

27. In letters that drank from the best faith
O my inspirer, each day births a thousand

28. But the cosmos never birthed your like