ما السِّجنُ يومَ حلَلتَه سِجنُ

بل رَوضَةٌ يَعتادُها المُزنُ

What is prison on the day you are released from it, prison?

Rather it is a garden one becomes accustomed to,

وكأنَّك الوِلدانُ طُفتَ به

وكأنَّه بكَ جَنَّةٌ عَدنُ

And it is as if you are the child circling it,

And it is as if it is for you a paradise of Eden with you.

ولئِن أبَا الفَتح ارتُهِنتَ بهِ

فَقُلوبُنا بكَ في الهَوى رَهنُ

And if victory refused, you were hostage to it,

Then our hearts are to you in love a hostage.