رُوَيدَكَ حَتّى يَخفِقَ العَلَمانِ

وَتَنظُرَ ما يَجري بِهِ الفَتَيانِ

Hold your horses till the flags flutter

And watch what the young men will make happen

فَما مِصرُ كَالسودانِ لُقمَةُ جائِعٍ

وَلَكِنَّها مَرهونَةٌ لِأَوانِ

For Egypt is not morsels for the hungry, like Sudan

But rather it is mortgaged for eras

دَعاني وَما أَرجَفتُما بِاِحتِمالِهِ

فَإِنِّ بِمَكرِ القَومِ شِقُّ زَماني

They called me but I was not shaken to endure them

For their people's cunning splits my time

أَرى مِصرَ وَالسودانَ وَالهِندَ واحِداً

بِها اللُردُ وَالفيكُنتُ يَستَبِقانِ

I see Egypt, Sudan and India as one

Where Lourd and Vaughan race

وَأَكبَرُ ظَنّي أَنَّ يَومَ جَلائِهِم

وَيَومَ نُشورِ الخَلقِ مُقتَرِنانِ

And my greatest expectation is that their day of clarity

And day of resurrection of creation are coupled

إِذا غاضَتِ الأَمواهُ مِن كُلِّ مُزبِدٍ

وَخَرَّت بُروجُ الرَجمِ لِلحَدَثانِ

When the waters recede from every surging wave

And the mansions of shooting stars fall for the young

وَعادَ زَمانُ السَمهَرِيِّ وَرَبِّهِ

وَحُكِّمَ في الهَيجاءِ كُلُّ يَماني

And era of Al-Samhari and his Lord returns

And every Yemini is judged in Heyja

هُناكَ اِذكُرا يَومَ الجَلاءِ وَنَبِّها

نِياماً عَلَيهِم يَندُبُ الهَرَمانِ

There, recall day of relief and awaken

The slumbering elders who mourn