يا دُرة حَفَها النُيـ
ـل وَاِحتَواها البر
O pearl enveloped by the Nile
And embraced by land
صَحى الدُجى وَتَغشا
ك في الأُسرة فَجر
Dawn has risen and darkness has spread
Imprisoning you at dawn
وَصاحَ بَين الرُبى الغـ
ـر عَبقري أَغَر
The young camel herder cried out
A genius with reddish complexion
وَطافَ حَولَك رَكب
مَن الكَراكي أَغَر
And a group of young men on horses circled you
Shaking their eyes clear
وَراحَ يَنفض عَينيه
مِن بَني الأَيك حُر
They got excited and started a celebration
And stayed up late into the night
فَماج بِالأَيك عِش
وَقامَ في العش دير
What an amalgamation of art
Created by your hands and magic
كَم ذا تَمازج فَن
عَلى يَديك وَسحر
The bull bellows, the sheep bleats and the donkey brays
While the beasts frolic and the plants grow lush
يَخور ثور وَتَثغو
شاة وَتَنهق حمر
The tones harmonize, the melodies blend
And the flutes play a delightful tune
وَالبهم تَمرح وَالزَر
ع مونق مخضر
The voice of the flautist rises
While he is immersed in passion
تَجاوب اللَحن وَالطَح
ن وَالثغاء المسر
The neighbors were annoyed
By the constant noise
وَهب صَوت النَواع
ير وَهُوَ في الشَجو مر
Some instruments broke
As they fell, unable to be fixed
إِن الجِوار وَقَد ضا
ق بِالقَليب المَمر
That one has a cracked head
How much it hurts and wounds!
تَكسرت وَهِي تَهوي
فَما تَلاءم كَسر
And that one is sick
Like a grave for memories
فَتِلك مَعصوبة الرا
س كَم تَني وَتخر
And your horn, O sun
Scattered particles at that time
وَتِلكَ مَرضى وَهاتيـ
ـك لِلخَواطر قَبر
So every branch has lanterns
Dripping with dew that it sheds
وَظَلَ قرنك يا شَمـ
ـس آنذاك يَذر
The rising sun's light turned red
In the green land
فَكُل غُصن مَصابيح
مِن نَدى يَستدر
It melted into the sand
Or dissolved into the hills
وَنور الطل وَاحَمَر
في الثَرى المخضر
The wind walks as if
It will not scatter any particles
وَذابَ في الرَمُل أَو ما
جَ في التَرائب تَبر
The sand glitters and shines
Dazzling all sight
تَرجل الريح ما إِنها
ل مِن نَقا أَن تَذر
The boats on both banks
Seem unstable like time
رَملاء يَبرق در
مِنها وُيبهر ذر
One sail broken
Another sail folded
وَالفلك في جانبيها
كَالدَهر ما تَستَقر
It unfurls and folds while the wind
Passes by from over there
هَذا شِراع مُكسر
وَذا شِراع مفر
One boat sways
While another dashes
يَطوي وَيَنشر وَالريـ
ـح مِن هُناك تَمُر
It settles and sets sail, while the river
Remains still and quiet
وَزَورق يَتَهادى
وَزَورَق يَستَحر
On the shore, many birds
With various wings gather
يُرسي وَيُقلع وَالشَط
هادئ مُستَقر
And many a nest for the falcon
And the beautiful sandgrouse is home
وَفي الضِفاف أَوزّ
دكن الجَوانح كَثر
It flourished by the Nile
With the best roots and most noble trunk
وَرَب قَنواء لِلعَصـ
ـم وَالأَنوق مَقَر
Wearing it down for ages
Rectangular in shape by the yard
أَوفى عَلى النيل فرع
مِنها وَأَشرَف جَذر
The river bank almost
Casts it away, untouched
يَقلها الدَهر عرقا
ن مُستَطيل وَشَبر
And the Nile offers it
Sustenance, though meager
يَكادُ يَلفظها الشَط
وَهِيَ شَمطاء بكر
How many eras have passed
And how many epochs crumbled!
وَالنيل يقدم مد
مِنهُ وَيَجفل جزر
That is where she takes refuge
When the fire grows intense
وَكَم تَقادم عَهد
وَكَم تَصرم دهر
Oh sister of Egypt, you are devoted
To her in times of adversity
وَتِلكَ يَأوي إِلَيها
في الوَقدة المُستَحر
Long live your youth
With prosperity and ease!
يا أُخت مصر وَتَفد
يك في المَكاره مَصر
How many people in the farms
Smelling the mud walls out of hunger
حَيا شَبابك فَيض
مِن الرَخاء وَيسر
They hurried to it
With no way out
كَم في المَزارع قَوم
شَم العَرانين صعر
One is picking
Grass with great effort, not settling
هِبوا سِراعاً إِليها
وَلَيسَ مِنها مَفَر
Another is busy with plowing
Another with sowing
ذياك يَعزق في
العُشب جاهِداً ما يَقر
And the flood plain became filled
With a sight that brings joy
وَذاكَ يَعنيهَ حَرث
وَذاكَ يَعنيهِ بِذر
Wheat in the ears
Nothing was difficult
وَماجَ في الغَيط نشأ
ملء النَواظر خزر
Or impossible
The morning has continued
هَناك فول وَهَذا
ك في السَنابل بَر
With more to come in your shelter
وَما تَعذر شَيء
وَلا تَعسر أَمر
مَشى الضُحى وَلَهُ
بَعد في رُباك مَجَر
