اليومَ يا هاشميُّ يومٌ

لباسُهُ الطلُّ والضبابُ

Today, O Hashimi, is a day

Dressed in fog and drizzle,

عَيّدَ في عيدِنا قُوَيْقٌ

وخَلَّقَتْ وجْهَهُ السَّحاب

A storm celebrated in our holiday

And the clouds shaped its face.

ما لوَّن الزعفرانُ ما قد

لوَّنَ من مائِهِ التراب

What saffron colored is not what

The dust colored from its water.

تَذْهَبُ أمواجُهُ كخيلٍ

شُقْرٍ لها وسِطَهُ ذهاب

Its waves go like an army of horses

Gray in the middle going away.

فبادر الشُّربَ قبلَ فوتٍ

قد برد الماءُ والشَّراب

So drink up before it's missed-

The water and drink are now cold.