إِذا رَقَّ إِحساسُنا في الوُجود

وَفاضَت أَحاسيسُنا الشاعِرَهْ

When our feelings soften in existence

And our poetic senses overflow

إِذا ما صَهَرنا قُيودَ العَبيدِ

بِنارٍ مِنَ القُوَّةِ القاهِرَهْ

When we melt the shackles of slaves

With an overpowering fire

إِذا ما نَعِمنا بِلُقيا المُنى

وَقَرَّت رَغائِبُنا الحائِرَهْ

When we enjoy the meeting of wishes

And our perplexed desires settle

إِذا كانَ هذا فَثَمَّةَ عيد

وَتِلكَ مَظاهِرُهُ الساحِرَهْ

When this happens, then there is a feast

And those are its magical aspects

وَثَمةَ يَحسنُ وَجهَ الحَياةِ

فَتُصبِحُ فَتّانَةً ناضِرَهْ

And the face of life looks beautiful

To become a blossoming seductress

وَتُجمِل دُنيا زَهرَ نابِها

وَإِلّا فَمَوعِدُنا الآخِرَهْ

And adorns the world, the flower of its freshness

Else our next appointment is the hereafter