1. فوا أَسَفاهُ يا وطنِي

    وإنْ أَوْدَى بيَ الأَسَفُ

    Oh, alas, my homeland!

    Though grief itself should be my death.

  2. عَدِمتُك حينَ مالي من

    كَ مُعْتاض ولا خَلَف

    I lost you when I had no

    one to replace you, nor any successor.

  3. فعيِشي مذ سَباني البي

    نُ منكَ جميعُه كُلَف

    Since separation from you took me captive, my life

    has been suffering, every part of it.

  4. تكاد نِياطُ قلبي عن

    د ذِكْرِك منه تُخْتَطَف

    The heartstrings in my breast are nearly snatched

    from it whenever you are remembered.

  5. وتَمْثُل لي فيجرِي الدم

    عُ من عيني ويَنْذَرِف

    You take shape before me, and tears flow

    from my eyes and stream down.

  6. كأني عند بُعْدِك لل

    خُطوبِ جميِعها هَدف

    It is as though, in your absence, I am

    the target of every calamity.

  7. وحَقَّك إنه قَسَمٌ

    يَبَرُّ بمِثله الحَلِف

    By your claim upon me—this is an oath,

    one whose like a swearer faithfully keeps—

  8. لأنت الدر والدنيا

    سواك جميعها صدف

    you alone are the pearl, while all the world

    apart from you is nothing but shell.

  9. سقت زمني بك الانوا

    ء والهطالة الوطف

    May the rain-bearing stars water my days with you,

    together with the pouring, rain-laden clouds:

  10. زمانٌ خِلْتُه هِبَةً

    لنا وإذا به سَلَف

    a time I thought was a gift

    to us—then behold, it proved a loan.

  11. فكان كأنما الساعا

    ت في اثنائه تُحَف

    It was as though the hours

    within it were precious treasures.

  12. عسى عيني لها في ثغ

    رِ ذاك الثغرِ مُرْتَشَف

    Perhaps my eye may yet find, at the mouth

    of that harbor, a draught to sip,

  13. فيرجعَ ما انقضى ومضت

    به أيامُنا السَّلَف

    so that what has ended may return—the time in which

    our bygone days passed.

  14. وبالإسكندرية لي

    هَوىً كهوائها تَرِف

    And in Alexandria I have

    a passion as luxuriant as her air.

  15. توغّل في سواد القل

    ب فهْو بحبها كَلِف

    It has penetrated the black core of the heart,

    for it is passionately enamored of her.

  16. يُطَمِّع فيه فَرْطُ الحُسْ

    ن لكنْ يُوئِس الصَّلَف

    Her abundance of beauty invites hope,

    but haughtiness makes one despair.