1. In you, poetry finds divine inspiration
Rays in the beauty of dreams

2. Yours is the glory, how you have rendered my poetry helpless
Though it was like the inspired one

3. Yesterday it was a fountain for my heart
Whose thirst was quenched by the bitterness of pain

4. Today it is idle and self-absorbed
And numb in my fingers as it spreads

5. It said to me, if you fall short of what you hope for
Or stop before attaining your goal

6. It is a soul while poetry is dust
And I cherish this loftiness

7. Umm Kulthum, what miracle sings
In turbulent waves of melodies

8. Umm Kulthum, what divine spring
That irrigates longing hearts

9. Umm Kulthum, what tune of eternity
Whose echo transcends minds

10. Umm Kulthum, what heartfelt joy
The poetry of an impassioned genius

11. Umm Kulthum, what song that calls
Affectionately, from the mouth of time

12. Umm Kulthum, what blissful dream
The fragrance of the specter, lover of the breeze

13. She is whatever her Lord willed of charm
And sacred arts of inspiration

14. She is whatever her art willed of sublimity
And immortality, tenderness and harmony

15. She is whatever her heart willed of yearning
And sorrow, mercy and peace

16. She is a melted dawn in waterways
She is the essence of perfume in sleeves

17. She is a winged bird in the skies
Singing the universe a song of passion

18. She is beyond consciousness and poetry, molded
From breeze, morning glow, and wine

19. O daughter of the immortal, goddess of worlds
Who has rendered the Able One helpless

20. From your meanings in my imagination I live
And from its horizons my peace greets me

21. My hearing filled with wine of melodies from the coast
In whose cup my suffering melted away

22. And in my heart from the nights are arrows
And the moaning of sighs, some arrows

23. What horizon of wishes do I uncover
In my awakening and my sleep

24. When you recite the hymn of Eid
Quenching the thirst of withered dreams

25. What valley of misery and deprivation
Is folded in the darkness of gloom

26. When you ask the one calling you, what is the name
Of this pure, sublime love

27. Whenever you say, oh what a day we met
You stirred the dormant from my pain

28. And if you say, how hot it was when we parted
Youth's confusion struck my heart

29. Every immortal melody from your songs
Is the life of souls and bodies

30. How can my poetry fulfill what I hope
When it is but an echo of your oboes

31. You are the book of an eternal poet
Master of rhythms and melodies