بَسَم الزمان عن المنى وتنوّرا

بَسَم الزمان عن المنى وتنوّرا

لما استحم سريناً وتنورا

لما استحم سريناً وتنورا

Time smiled, revealing hopes, and grew radiant,

In the name of time, away from desire, seeking enlightenment,

When he bathed his buttocks and applied depilatory lime.

When the secret bathed, becoming enlightened,

إن المعالي من أسافله زهت

إن المعالي من أسافله زهت

والشعر بالشعراء أكسب مفخرا

والشعر بالشعراء أكسب مفخرا

Indeed, lofty honors flourished from his lower parts,

Indeed greatness emerges from the depths,

And poetry, through the poets, bestowed a source of pride.

And poetry becomes a source of pride through poets