أتذكرُ إِذ لنا في مصرَ ذكرٌ

وأيامٌ على التاريخِ غرُّ

I remember when in Egypt we were of repute

And days in history that were momentous

وإِذ روضُ الصبا غضٌّ أَنيقٌ

وأَوقاتُ الصفا صرعى تمرُّ

When the meadows of youth were graceful and neat

And times of clarity that flowed smooth

وإِذ نجري جيادَ اللهو فيها

لها كر بساحتها وفرُّ

When we raced the steeds of amusement therein

With plenty in its fields and abundance

وإِذا نرضي الشبابَ ولا نبالي

عواقبَه أتحلو أم تمرُّ

And when we indulged our youth and cared not

Whether its consequences be sweet or bitter

وإذ تقعُ الخطوبُ فنتقيها

وكل سلاحِنا أدبٌ وفقرُ

When tribulations would befall, we'd avoid them

With nothing but manners and poverty as our weapons

إِذا حملت عليَّ أجابَ شعرٌ

وان نزلت إليك أجاب نثرُ

When assailed, my poetry would respond

And if I descended on you, prose would retort

زمانٌ قد صحِبناهُ تولى

على أَعقابِهِ وأَقامَ ذكرُ

An era that accompanied us has relapsed

On its heels, leaving behind remembrance

وما ذكرُ الشبابِ يرد شيئاً

ولكن فيه تعزيةٌ وصبرُ

The memory of youth rights no wrongs

But in it there is solace and patience

سلامُ اللَهِ يا مصرَ وحيَّا

ربوعَك صيِّب الأَنواء غمرُ

Greetings O Egypt from God and hi

To your meadows, may the winds pour rain

أَقمنا فيكِ سبعاً بعد عشر

مضت وكأَنَّها في الحسنِ شهرُ

We stayed in you seventeen years

That sped by as if they were but a month in beauty