ولَكَ العَزا فيمَا مَضَى

ولَكَ العَزا فيمَا مَضَى

ولَنا الهَنَا فيمَا تَجَدَّد

ولَنا الهَنَا فيمَا تَجَدَّد

And yours is consolation for what has passed,

The glory is yours for what has passed

And ours is joy in what has come anew.

While ours is the joy for what is renewed

ذَهَبت مَحَاسِنُكَ التِي

ذَهَبت مَحَاسِنُكَ التِي

كَانَ يُقَامُ لَها ويُقعَد

كَانَ يُقَامُ لَها ويُقعَد

Gone are those charms of yours

Your beauties are gone that we once

For which people once stood up and sat down.

Would stand and sit for, as we were moved