شفاء الصَدر خَير الدين أنسٌ

جَديد للمعارف بِالبِلادِ

Healing the chest is the best religion, a delight

For knowledge in the lands, fresh and new

وَصحة ذاته نَصرٌ عَزيز

وَسَعد للملوك وَلِلعِباد

And its own health a mighty victory

Bringing happiness to kings and servants too

وَها هِيَ تُونس الغَرّاء فازَت

غَداة البرء مِنهُ بِالمُراد

And here is radiant Tunisia who has won

The morn after sickness, achieving what she sought

وَكُل الناس قاموا حين عُوفي

بشكرٍ للمهيمن في اِزدِياد

And all the people rose up when she was cured

With thanks to the Overseer, ever increasing

وَمَجدي وَالسَعيد بمصر نالا

ببرء الجسم إِحياء الفُؤاد

And my pride and joy in Egypt attained

With a healed body, reviving the heart

وَسرّا بِالإِجابة في دُعاء

بإِخلاص حَليف للوداد

And rejoiced at the response to a prayer

Made with sincere devotion and affection

وَطابا عِندَ ذاكَ البرء نَفساً

وَعادَ إِلَيهما حسن الرَشاد

And with that healing their souls felt at ease

And good counsel returned to them both

أَطالَ بقاءه رَب كَريم

وَأَيّد مِنهُ تُونسَ بِالسَداد

May its generous Lord prolong its existence

And support Tunisia with righteousness

وَأَذهَب عَنهُ زادَ عُلاه سقماً

يُساق عَلى الدَوام إِلى الأَعادي

And remove from it sickness, adding to its strength

Ever led to adversaries for harm

وَنعَّم بالَه ما اِزدان نظمٌ

بِبَث ثَنائه في كُل ناد

And bless its protector for as long as a poem

Sings his praises in every assembly