كنتُ فِيما مَضَى مُباحاً فأصبَح

تُ حِمىً في جَنَابِ هذا الإمامِ

I was once easy to access, but now

I have become a protected sanctuary in the care of this imam.

تَتَوطَّانِيَ الخُدُودُ وبُسطُ الن

ناسِ حَولي مَواطيءُ الأقدامِ

Cheeks blush and people gather around me,

Their feet treading my ground with reverence.

خَرِسَت أَلسُنُ الوُفُودِ عَن القَو

لِ وخَرَّت جِباهُهُم للسَّلامِ

The tongues of delegates fall silent,

And their foreheads bow down in salutation.

فاعجَبوا إِن رأيتُم عِزَّةَ المُل

كِ بمِصر عَلى نَباتِ الشَّامِ

So wonder not if you see the honor of the King

In Egypt over the plants of Syria.