ما الجَمالُ المِصرِيُّ عِندِيَ إِلّا

ما الجَمالُ المِصرِيُّ عِندِيَ إِلّا

ذَهَبٌ مِثلُهُ يُسَكُّ وَيُصرَف

ذَهَبٌ مِثلُهُ يُسَكُّ وَيُصرَف

To me, Jamal the Egyptian is nothing but

The Egyptian beauty to me is naught

Gold, the like of which is minted and spent.

But gold forged and shaped as they see fit.

أُمُّهُ مِصر فَهيَ مَعرِفَةٌ ل

أُمُّهُ مِصر فَهيَ مَعرِفَةٌ ل

كِن أَبوهُ مُنَكَّرٌ لَيسَ يُعرَف

كِن أَبوهُ مُنَكَّرٌ لَيسَ يُعرَف

His mother is Egypt, so she is known; but

Egypt is its mother, it is well known,

His father is unknown, not recognized.

But its father is obscure, his face unseen.