ولَكَ العَزا فيمَا مَضَى

ولَنا الهَنَا فيمَا تَجَدَّد

The glory is yours for what has passed

While ours is the joy for what is renewed

ذَهَبت مَحَاسِنُكَ التِي

كَانَ يُقَامُ لَها ويُقعَد

Your beauties are gone that we once

Would stand and sit for, as we were moved