سالِكاً مِن فنونِه كُلّ شعبٍ

سالِكاً مِن فنونِه كُلّ شعبٍ

جانباً من غصونِهِ أثمارَهُ

جانباً من غصونِهِ أثمارَهُ

Traversing every path of his arts,

Exploring every art in its branches,

Gathering his fruits from his branches,

Plucking fruits from its laden boughs,

راتِعاً مِنْ علومه في رياضٍ

راتِعاً مِنْ علومه في رياضٍ

خائضاً في بحاره الزَخّارَه

خائضاً في بحاره الزَخّارَه

Grazing in gardens of his learning,

Grazing in its meadows of knowledge,

Plunging into his surging seas.

Diving into its billowing seas,

كلّ حينٍ أجيل فكري وطرفي

كلّ حينٍ أجيل فكري وطرفي

في فنون مثل الرياض نضارَهْ

في فنون مثل الرياض نضارَهْ

At every moment I let my thought and gaze roam

At every moment I set free my mind and gaze

Through arts as fresh as gardens.

To roam the blooming fields of science and arts,

تارةً أشتفي بأدابهِ الغُرّ

تارةً أشتفي بأدابهِ الغُرّ

وطوراً أجني العلومَ وتارَهْ

وطوراً أجني العلومَ وتارَهْ

At times I find healing in his radiant writings,

Now quenching my thirst with the nectar of literature,

And at other times I harvest knowledge—and at times...

Now reaping the harvest of sciences and arts.