علياك لِليمن دامَت يا خَديوينا

علياك لِليمن دامَت يا خَديوينا

وَمَنبَع الخَير مِن جَدواك يُولينا

وَمَنبَع الخَير مِن جَدواك يُولينا

May your eminence endure in good fortune, O our Khedive.

Our hopes in you endure, oh virtuous Viceroy,

And the wellspring of goodness bestows upon us from your bounty.

And from your generosity springs bounty that sustains us.

وَفي يَمينك يَمن في الوُجود سري

وَفي يَمينك يَمن في الوُجود سري

وَفي يَسارك يَسر الخَير يَهدينا

وَفي يَسارك يَسر الخَير يَهدينا

And in your right hand is good fortune that has flowed through creation,

In your right hand lies auspicious destiny,

And in your left hand is ease; goodness guides us.

While your left grants us ease and comfort.

وَأَينما سرت صار العَدل ممتثلاً

وَأَينما سرت صار العَدل ممتثلاً

يَحدى الرِكاب وَللانصاف يَثنينا

يَحدى الرِكاب وَللانصاف يَثنينا

And wherever you went, justice stood obedient,

Wherever you go justice readily complies,

Urging the riding camels onward and turning us toward fairness.

Urging your steed while equity makes way.

فَكُلنا في سُرور أَنتَ مَوجده

فَكُلنا في سُرور أَنتَ مَوجده

إذ لا تَرى مِنكَ إِلا ما يَرقينا

إذ لا تَرى مِنكَ إِلا ما يَرقينا

So we all share a joy of which you are the source,

We're joyful that you are the source of our delight,

For one sees nothing from you but what uplifts us.

For we see in you only what elevates us.

جَددت لِلفَضل أَياماً نؤملها

جَددت لِلفَضل أَياماً نؤملها

وَلاحَ عزك وَالعَليا بِوادينا

وَلاحَ عزك وَالعَليا بِوادينا

You have renewed the days of bounty that we long for,

You've renewed the days of merit that we yearn for,

And your glory and grandeur have shone in our valley.

Your glory shone in our valley and on high.

وَكَم بَدَت نَعم عَمَت فَضائلها

وَكَم بَدَت نَعم عَمَت فَضائلها

في الكَون وَلا زالَت تُصافينا

في الكَون وَلا زالَت تُصافينا

And how many blessings have appeared, their benefits spreading

Numerous favors have spread, exalted in virtue,

Throughout creation, never ceasing to show us friendship.

Throughout existence, ever refining us.

وَبحر جُودك في الدُنيا لَهُ منن

وَبحر جُودك في الدُنيا لَهُ منن

في كُل وَقت تَروينا وَتَروينا

في كُل وَقت تَروينا وَتَروينا

And the sea of your generosity has favors in this world,

The sea of your generosity constantly nourishes us

At every moment, they give us drink and quench our thirst.

In every time, quenching and watering us.

وَكَم بِكَ الدَولة العَليا رَقت شَرَفا

وَكَم بِكَ الدَولة العَليا رَقت شَرَفا

وَكَم بِتَشريفك إِلا عَلى تَهانينا

وَكَم بِتَشريفك إِلا عَلى تَهانينا

And how often, through you, the exalted state has risen in honor,

Through you the supreme State became nobler,

And how often, through your honoring—only upon our congratulations [wording unclear].

And through your grace we attained supreme joy.

وَكَم مَآثر لا نحصى لَها عَدداً

وَكَم مَآثر لا نحصى لَها عَدداً

بِالعز وَالمَجد وَالعَليا تَوافينا

بِالعز وَالمَجد وَالعَليا تَوافينا

And how many noble deeds, whose number we cannot count,

Countless glorious deeds beyond reckoning-

Come to us with might, glory, and grandeur.

With might, glory, and supremacy you've favored us.

وَكُل أَيامَك الغَرا مَواسمنا

وَكُل أَيامَك الغَرا مَواسمنا

وَنُور طَلعتكم أَبهى أَمانينا

وَنُور طَلعتكم أَبهى أَمانينا

And all your radiant days are our festivals,

All your splendid days are our seasons,

And the light of your countenance is the brightest of our hopes.

And the light of your appearance fulfills our hopes.

وَكَم إِلَيكَ بِعز في حماك دَعَت

وَكَم إِلَيكَ بِعز في حماك دَعَت

كُل الأَنام وَقال السَعد آمينا

كُل الأَنام وَقال السَعد آمينا

And how often, with honor under your protection, has called to you

Many prayed for your mighty protection,

All humankind, while good fortune said, 'Amen.'

Crying "Glad tidings!" when fortune smiled upon us.

لا زِلت خَير مَليك عز دَولته

لا زِلت خَير مَليك عز دَولته

عَلى الدَوام يَحيينا وَيحيينا

عَلى الدَوام يَحيينا وَيحيينا

May you remain the finest sovereign, whose state's glory

You remain the best king, your State ever mighty

Forever greets us and gives us life.

Reviving us forever, again and again.

وَبَهجة المَلك قَد قالَت مُؤرخة

وَبَهجة المَلك قَد قالَت مُؤرخة

بِصَفو فَضل أَدام اللَه وَالينا

بِصَفو فَضل أَدام اللَه وَالينا

And the splendor of kingship has spoken, marking the date:

The delight of your reign the chronicles have told

'With pure grace, may God preserve our governor.'

Of your outstanding merit—may God preserve our Viceroy!