لاحَت شُموسُ السَعد بِالاِقطار

وَجلت عَروس الاِنس لِلابصار

The suns of good fortune shone in the regions,

And the bride of humankind appeared to sights.

وَاِستَبشَرَت مِصر المُنى بِقُدومِهِ

حُسن الخَلائِقِ غرة الاِنوار

Egypt rejoiced at his arrival,

The best of manners, the essence of lights.

كَم ذا توشح بِالدجنة صُبحها

مُذ كانَ مِن شَمس المَكارِمِ عارى

How long has its dawn been adorned with luxury,

Since it was bare of the sun of great deeds?

لَو لِلدِّيارِ فَم لقالَت مَرحَبا

بُشرى بِنير عزتي وَمدارى

If the lands had a mouth, it would say "Welcome!"

Good tidings of my might and orbit!

قَد أَقبَلَت بِالبِشر دَولَتك الَّتي

هِي تاج آمالي وَعَين فُخارى

Your state, which is the crown of my hopes

And the apple of my pride, has come with glad tidings.

لازِلت بَدرا بِالسُعود متوجا

ما اِهتَزَّ غُصن في صبا الاِسحار

You remain a full moon crowned with fortune

As long as no branch stirs in the breeze of dawn.