شمسُ المحاسِنِ قد أَطلَعْتَها فَلكَا

شمسُ المحاسِنِ قد أَطلَعْتَها فَلكَا

وكل فضلٍ وإِفْضَالٍ يُرَى فلَكَا

وكل فضلٍ وإِفْضَالٍ يُرَى فلَكَا

As a celestial sphere, you have made the sun of virtues rise.

The sun of beauty has risen for you as a planet

And every excellence and act of generosity that is seen is yours.

And every virtue and favor is seen as yours

أَطاعَكَ الشعرُ فاحكُمْ فيه يا مَلِكا

أَطاعَكَ الشعرُ فاحكُمْ فيه يا مَلِكا

وعِفَّةُ النفسِ قالَتْ فِيك يا مَلَكا

وعِفَّةُ النفسِ قالَتْ فِيك يا مَلَكا

Poetry has obeyed you; so rule over it, O king.

Poetry has obeyed you, so rule it, o king

And purity of soul has said of you, 'O angel!'

And the chastity of the soul has called you, o angel

ولو تَمُرُّ على رَقٍّ أَنامِلُكا

ولو تَمُرُّ على رَقٍّ أَنامِلُكا

أَرَقَّ بِالرِّقِّ كُتَّاب الأَنامِ لَكَا

أَرَقَّ بِالرِّقِّ كُتَّاب الأَنامِ لَكَا

And were your fingertips to pass over parchment,

And if you pass by those who are enslaved

It would bind mankind's scribes to you in servitude.

The writers of people have been kept awake in chains for you

إِذَا بَقِيتَ وَكان الله أَمْهَلَكا

إِذَا بَقِيتَ وَكان الله أَمْهَلَكا

فما تُبالِي بِمَنْ قد عاشَ أَمْ هَلَكا

فما تُبالِي بِمَنْ قد عاشَ أَمْ هَلَكا

If you live on and God has granted you respite,

If you remain and God gives you time

Then you care not who has lived or perished.

You would not care who has lived or perished