مُذ فُتِحَتْ أبوابُ نادي العُلَى

مُذ فُتِحَتْ أبوابُ نادي العُلَى

فَتْحَ المُلاقِي لمعالِيهِ

فَتْحَ المُلاقِي لمعالِيهِ

Since the doors of the hall of glory were opened,

Since the doors of the exalted club opened

as one opens them to greet his lofty virtues,

Opening for its sublime virtues

ما صَرَّت الأبوابُ بل رَحَّبتْ

ما صَرَّت الأبوابُ بل رَحَّبتْ

على مُرَجٍ لأيادِيهِ

على مُرَجٍ لأيادِيهِ

the doors did not creak, but offered welcome

The doors did not close, but rather welcomed

to one hoping for his favors.

To a meadow for its hands

كذلك الأقلامُ في طِرْسِهِ

كذلك الأقلامُ في طِرْسِهِ

صَرِيرُها شكرُ أَيادِيهِ

صَرِيرُها شكرُ أَيادِيهِ

Likewise, the pens upon his parchment—

Such are the pens in its school

their scratching expresses thanks for his favors.

Their scratching is gratitude for its hands

والماء يشكُ بخريرٍ له

والماء يشكُ بخريرٍ له

فِراقَه رَوْضةَ نَادِيهِ

فِراقَه رَوْضةَ نَادِيهِ

And the water, with its murmur, complains to him

And the water complains with a murmur

of its parting from the garden of his hall.

Its separation from its club's garden