أنا بنت البر أم الفقرا

أنا بنت البر أم الفقرا

ليس دوني ملجأ للقاصدين

ليس دوني ملجأ للقاصدين

I am benevolence's daughter, mother of the poor.

I am the daughter of virtue, mother of the poor

There is no refuge besides me for those seeking help.

I have no refuge but for those who come to me

لا ترى حولي إلا معسرا

لا ترى حولي إلا معسرا

حين أُعطِى بشمال ويمين

حين أُعطِى بشمال ويمين

You see none around me but those in hardship,

You will not see around me except the destitute

When I give with left hand and right.

When I give with both hands to those in need

لي صغار كلهم في المكتب

لي صغار كلهم في المكتب

يتلقون به العلم المبين

يتلقون به العلم المبين

I have little ones, all of them at school,

I have little ones, all of them in school

Where they receive clear knowledge.

Receiving the clear knowledge therein

ورجال كلهم لي كالأب

ورجال كلهم لي كالأب

صادق في حبه واف أمين

صادق في حبه واف أمين

And men, each of them like a father to me,

And men, all of them like fathers to me

Sincere in his love, loyal and trustworthy.

Loyal in their love, faithful and true

كم بيوت ضاقت الدنيا بها

كم بيوت ضاقت الدنيا بها

بعدما عزت على طول السنين

بعدما عزت على طول السنين

How many households have had the world close in on them,

How many households, too narrow for them

After they had prospered for many years!

After years of honor and dignity

جاءها الإسعاف من أبوابها

جاءها الإسعاف من أبوابها

حين وافاها رسول المحسنين

حين وافاها رسول المحسنين

Aid came to them through their doors,

Were saved by relief from their own doors

When the benefactors' messenger reached them.

When the messenger of benefactors came to them

قل لمن حصّل مالا واقتنى

قل لمن حصّل مالا واقتنى

أقرِض الله فيا نعم المُدين

أقرِض الله فيا نعم المُدين

Tell whoever has accumulated money and possessions:

Say to those who hoard money and acquire possessions

Lend to God—what an excellent debtor!

Lend to God - what an excellent debtor!

وتصدّق فهو حصن للغنى

وتصدّق فهو حصن للغنى

وسلام النفس في دنيا ودين

وسلام النفس في دنيا ودين

And give alms, for that is a fortress protecting wealth,

And give charity, for it is a fortress of wealth

And peace of soul in worldly life and faith.

And peace of soul in this world and the next

كل عام تتجلى ليلتي

كل عام تتجلى ليلتي

ليلة الأيتام عين البائسين

ليلة الأيتام عين البائسين

Every year my night shines forth,

Every year my night manifests itself

The orphans' night, the eye of the afflicted.

The night of the orphans, eye of the wretched

أشتكى لله فيها عيلتي

أشتكى لله فيها عيلتي

ورجاء الله رَوح اليائسين

ورجاء الله رَوح اليائسين

During it I lament my poverty to God,

I complain to God about my family that night

And hope in God is relief for the despairing.

And hope in God is the soul of the hopeless