1. O God bless the brothers who honored me
Who can help me thank them, who can help me?

2. They honored me, nay they honored the art of poetry
And the art of literature is the best of arts

3. They saw me as a brother of praise, so they praised
And being pleased by my loved ones is enough for me

4. They honored me, nay they honored the excellence among them
I am but a manifestation of it, they have made me

5. That is because without you who am I, O
My purity, and without me who are you

6. I am you, and you are me, like the
Two hands, its left with my right

7. That is affection from you, stirred by
A hand of sincerity from you to me, steadfast

8. Indeed, sincerity from you to me is sincerity
To an art over the passage of years

9. You have said you have fulfilled a duty
Towards me, so who am I to repay debts

10. It is my heart and what I have besides it
So take it if you wish, and forgive me

11. O youth of Morocco, rectify genius
The people have known it with certain knowledge

12. The House of Marrakesh on this day delighted
Eyes from you, and my eyes delighted

13. Indeed, Marrakesh is a lion's den
Or is it not the place of that den?

14. The College of Ibn Yusuf of old
A fountain of arts since ages past

15. It has prospered in its view and sweetened in aroma
Like a garden of flowers hidden from gazes

16. All this by the grace of the best king
Strong in opinion, enlightened of forehead

17. And the virtuous men of government, if not for them
Hopes would fail in knowledge, all hopes

18. And when I come, O gathering, hesitant
Out of shyness and decency, forgive me