1. يا ليلةً مرَّت بمصر بهيجةً

    ضُربت لرؤيةِ مثلها الأخماسُ

    O joyous night that passed in Egypt!

    To see its like, people racked their brains.

  2. ركبت بها حُورُ القصور هوادجاً

    تجري بها فوق الحشى افراسُ

    That night, the palaces’ fair beauties rode in howdahs,

    Borne by horses racing over the heart.

  3. بلواحظِ تركيَّةٍ في أجسم

    روميَّةٍ وقلوبها أجناسُ

    With Turkish glances in bodies

    Of Rūm, and their hearts of many kinds;

  4. وغدائرٍ ذهبيَّةٍ وانامل

    فضيَّةٍ وسواعدٍ الماسُ

    With golden tresses and fingertips

    Of silver, and forearms of diamond.

  5. والثغرُ برقٌ والصباح لثامهُ

    والتاجُ نجمٌ والشموس لباسُ

    The mouth is lightning, and morning its veil;

    The crown is a star, and suns their attire.

  6. يحدقنَ من شرفاتهنَّ صواحياً

    نغدو سُكارى والعيونُ الكاسُ

    They gaze, sober, from their balconies;

    We grow drunk, and their eyes are the cup.

  7. في مهرجانٍ هُنَّ فيهِ ملائكٌ

    والانس جنٌّ والفضا اعراسٌ

    In a festival where they are angels,

    Humans are jinn, and the open air is wedding revelry.

  8. كالنِيل عَمَّ القطر طرّاً نفعهُ

    ملأ الثرى خَصباً فأثرى الناسُ

    Like the Nile, its bounty reached the whole land;

    It filled the soil with fertility, and the people grew rich.

  9. عرجت نجومُ الارض ترقصُ في السما

    وَهَوت دراري الاُفق والاخياسُ

    The earth’s stars ascended, dancing in the sky,

    And the bright stars of the horizon and the thickets descended.

  10. فتألَّقت منها المعاهد بالضيا

    وتألَّفت بعقودها الأقواسُ

    So the buildings glittered with their radiance,

    And arches took shape from their garlands.

  11. وبدَت ثغورُ الأمنِ وهي بواسمٌ

    لكنما استقلالنا عبَّاسُ

    The mouths of security appeared smiling,

    Yet our independence is ‘Abbās—grim-faced.

  12. الشرق مَهدُ النور اصبح داجياً

    والغربُ زحزح ليلةُ النبراسُ

    The East, cradle of light, has grown dark,

    While in the West the lamp has pushed back the night.

  13. فبدا بهِ العمران يزهو نامياً

    والأمن يثبتُ والعروش تُساسُ

    There civilization appeared, flourishing and proud,

    Security took root, and thrones were governed.

  14. وبدا بهِ المجدُ الموطَّدُ شامخاً

    والحقُّ يعلو سائداً والباسُ

    There firmly established glory rose high,

    And justice rose supreme, along with valor.

  15. وسمت بهِ البِيضُ الصِفاحُ وعُزّزت

    بربوعهِ الاقلام والقرطاس

    Bright, broad blades rose high there, and honor was given

    In its lands to pens and paper.

  16. فالعزُّ روضٌ والنزاهةُ حارسٌ

    والجدُّ دَوحٌ والورى غُرَّاسُ

    Glory is a garden, and integrity its guardian;

    Diligence is great trees, and humankind their planters.

  17. نورٌ على نُورٍ وفضلٌ سابغٌ

    ونهيً يشعُّ كأنهُ مقياسُ

    Light upon light, and abundant bounty,

    And reason shines as though it were a measuring rod.

  18. اسفاً على الشرقِ المُجيدِ يصيبهُ

    من بعد ما كان الجوادَ شُماس

    Alas for the glorious East, now afflicted—

    After once being a noble steed—with balkiness.

  19. يجري الى خلفٍ بفعل شُماسهِ

    فهو المدُوس وغربهُ الدَّواسُ

    It runs backward because of its balkiness,

    So it is trampled, and its West is the trampler.

  20. هَجر المضاجعَ ذا فأَفلح اهلُهُ

    والشرقُ كَهربَ ناظرَيه نعاسُ

    This one forsook its beds, and its people prospered,

    While drowsiness held the East’s eyes in an electric trance.

  21. فهنالكَ العلمُ المؤثَّلُ والغنى

    وهنا الجهالةُ وابنها الافلاسُ

    There are deeply rooted learning and wealth,

    Here, ignorance and its son, bankruptcy.

  22. وهنالكَ الدنيا تُحب وتُرتجى

    وهنا تُملُّ وتشتهى الأَرماسُ

    There the world is loved and hoped for,

    Here it is found tiresome, and graves are longed for.

  23. ما بال هذا الشرق يثقل رأسهُ

    نوماً وتُقرَعُ فوقهُ الاجراسُ

    What ails this East, whose head grows heavy

    With sleep, while bells are rung above it?

  24. نوم اغاظَ ذوي الإِباء فأوفضوا

    نحو العصا وتهيأ المهراس

    A sleep that angered the proud, who rushed

    Toward the stick, while the pestle stood ready.

  25. لولا الحياءُ لاوجعوا اجنابهُ

    ضَرباً فراحَ يجنُّهُ المتراسُ

    But for shame, they would have hurt its flanks

    With blows; then the barricade began to shield it.

  26. انسيه أهلُ الكهفِ وهو نظيرهم

    ام انهم عند القيام تناسوا

    Did the People of the Cave forget it, though it is their like,

    Or did they pretend to forget when they arose?

  27. لا يستفيقُ كأنهُ وَثنٌ فلا

    رُوحٌ ولا عَصَبٌ ولا انفاسُ

    It does not wake, as though it were an idol: no

    Spirit, no sinews, and no breath.

  28. قد ألَّهوا الاصنام فيهِ فراقهُ

    التأليهُ حتى خانهُ الاحساس

    They deified idols within it, and it relished

    Deification, until sensation betrayed it.

  29. فغدا إذن صنماً لُيَعبدَ مثلما

    عُبدَت صخورٌ قبلهُ ونحاسُ

    So it became an idol to be worshipped, just as

    Stones and copper were worshipped before it.

  30. عَدِم الحَراكَ وقد بكوهُ فكيف في

    اقصاهُ فَوقَ الروس يُرفع راسُ

    It lacked all movement, and they mourned it; how, then, at

    Its farthest edge is a head raised above the Russians?

  31. هوذا ذوو الاوثان احيو مجدَهُ

    لا الشيخ والحاحام والشّماسُ

    Behold, the idol-worshippers revived its glory,

    Not the sheikh, the rabbi, or the deacon.

  32. قد ألَّهوهُ نعم فصار مسوَّداً

    من بعدِ ماطفحت بدلٍ كاسُ

    Yes, they deified it, and so it became sovereign,

    After a cup had brimmed with abasement.

  33. بعثَت لهُ اليابانُ بعد مماتهِ

    روحاً فعاود اهلَهُ الايناسُ

    Japan sent it, after its death,

    A spirit, and comfort returned to its people.

  34. عاش الرجاءُ بهم وكان بدونهم

    ميتاً يحفُّ بنعشهِ الجّلاسُ

    Hope lived through them, though without them it had been

    Dead, with those seated gathered around its bier.

  35. اهلُ الكتابِ تخاذلوا عن نشرهِ

    عَجزاً وفاز ببعثهِ الوسواسُ

    The People of the Book held back from reviving it,

    Out of impotence, while the whispering tempter succeeded in resurrecting it.

  36. ضلَّ الهُدى ببنيهِ عن سُبُل الهدَى

    عجباًَ وأُلهِمَ رشدَهُ الخنَّاسُ

    Guidance, with its sons, strayed from the paths of guidance.

    How strange! The slinking tempter was inspired with sound judgment.