وَما هِيَ إِلّا نَهضَةٌ تورِثُ العُلا

وَما هِيَ إِلّا نَهضَةٌ تورِثُ العُلا

لِيَومِكَ ما حَنَّت رَوازِمُ نيبُ

لِيَومِكَ ما حَنَّت رَوازِمُ نيبُ

And it is but a rising that bequeaths glory

It is but a renaissance that begets glory

To your day, as long as resting old she-camels low.

For your day when the spears did not bend