أَراناI see us مَعشَرَcompany الشُعَراءِthe poets قَوماًa people
أَرانا مَعشَرَ الشُعَراءِ قَوماً
بِأَلسُنِناthrough our tongues تَنَعَّمَتِfound delight القُلوبُthe hearts
بِأَلسُنِنا تَنَعَّمَتِ القُلوبُ
I see us, the company of poets, as a people
Through whose tongues hearts have found delight.
إِذاwhen اِنبَعَثَتawaken قَرائِحُناour poetic gifts أَتَيناwe bring
إِذا اِنبَعَثَت قَرائِحُنا أَتَينا
بِأَلفاظٍwith words تُشَقُّare torn لَهاbecause of them الجُيوبُthe fronts of garments
بِأَلفاظٍ تُشَقُّ لَها الجُيوبُ
When our poetic gifts awaken, we bring
Words for which the fronts of garments are torn.