بَنيت في المَجد في أُفق العُلا فَلَكا

بَنيت في المَجد في أُفق العُلا فَلَكا

صيرت نَجليك فيهِ الشَمس وَالقَمَرا

صيرت نَجليك فيهِ الشَمس وَالقَمَرا

You built, in glory, a celestial sphere on the horizon of eminence.

I built in glory on the horizon a celestial sphere

You made your two sons within it the sun and the moon.

I made your two stars in it the sun and the moon

لَولا عَوائق دَهري لَم أَكُن رَجُلا

لَولا عَوائق دَهري لَم أَكُن رَجُلا

عَن لَثم أَعتاب أَبواب لَكُم صِبرا

عَن لَثم أَعتاب أَبواب لَكُم صِبرا

Were it not for the obstacles of my fate, I would not be a man

If it were not for the obstacles of my time I would not be a man

Who could bear to forgo kissing the thresholds of your gates.

To kiss the thresholds of your doors, patience