تَأَمَّل بِدارٍ تَسرُّ الحَشا

وَتَحكُم لِلرّوحِ أَن يَنعشا

Behold a house that pleases the nobles

And bids the soul to be refreshed

وَتَقضي لِتَرصينِ بُنيانِها

لِمَن قَد يَراها بِأَن يدهشا

And decrees that its firm structure

Amazes those who behold it

تسامي الثريّا وَرَأسَ السهى

وَتَعلو السّماكينِ ثمَّ الرَّشا

The freshness soars high and the summit of glory

And the skyscrapers rise then the sprinklers

تَمَنَّتْ بُروجُ السّماءِ بِأَنْ

تَكونَ قُصوراً بِها تنتَشا

The towers of the sky wished

To become palaces inhabited in it

فَيُوسُف مَع صِنوِهِ عمرٍ

عَلى المَجدِ أَركانُها عرَّشا

So Yusuf and the era of his reign

On glory its pillars seated

وَقَد مَلَأ الحسنُ أَكنافَها

وَماءُ النّضارَةِ فيها مَشى

And beauty has filled its corners

And the water of youth in it walked

كَذا اليُمنُ أَرّخته نالَها

وَطيرُ السّعودِ بِها عَشعَشا

Thus good fortune dated it, attained it

And the bird of prosperity in it nested