وكنانةُ الله التي كم فوّفتْ

وكنانةُ الله التي كم فوّفتْ

منها وإن بَعُد العدو سِهامُ

منها وإن بَعُد العدو سِهامُ

And God's quiver—how many arrows have been aimed

The kindness of God, how much it has sheltered

From her, though the enemy be far away!

Even though the enemy's arrows are far off

وقديمة شابَ الزمانُ وحسنُها

وقديمة شابَ الزمانُ وحسنُها

باقٍ ولم تهرمْ لها أهرام

باقٍ ولم تهرمْ لها أهرام

Ancient she is: time has turned gray, yet her beauty

Ancient yet youth rejuvenates it and its beauty

Endures, and her pyramids have not grown old.

Remains, no pyramids made it old

وإذا سَطا حَرُّ الهجير فماؤها

وإذا سَطا حَرُّ الهجير فماؤها

وهواؤها بردٌ به وسلامُ

وهواؤها بردٌ به وسلامُ

And when the heat of midday assails, her water

When the heat of summer is intense, its water

And her air are coolness and peace amid it.

And air are cool, peaceful to it

وغنيةٌ بالنيل عن نيْل الحيا

وغنيةٌ بالنيل عن نيْل الحيا

وله أيادٍ في الوفود جسام

وله أيادٍ في الوفود جسام

And, rich in the Nile, she has no need of rain;

Rich with the Nile, no need to seek life

And great are its favors upon arrival.

With hands that welcome floods of crowds

وعن المطيِّ المثقلات وحملها

وعن المطيِّ المثقلات وحملها

بالمنشآتِ كأنها أعلام

بالمنشآتِ كأنها أعلام

Nor does she need heavily laden camels and their hauling,

No need for beasts heavy with howdahs and loads

Thanks to sailing ships that seem like mountains.

As if its buildings were flags

من كل باسطةِ الجناحِ كأنها

من كل باسطةِ الجناحِ كأنها

لما تَسَيَّر بالرياح غَمامُ

لما تَسَيَّر بالرياح غَمامُ

Each of them spreading her wing, as though she were

Each with wings spread as if they were

A cloud when borne along by the winds.

Clouds sailed by the winds

تسرى بمن فيها وهمْ في غفلةٍ

تسرى بمن فيها وهمْ في غفلةٍ

وكذا ليالي الدهرِ والأيام

وكذا ليالي الدهرِ والأيام

She sails by night with those aboard, while they are heedless;

Gliding with those inside heedless

And so do the nights and days of time.

Such are the nights and days of fate

وعزيزُ مصر على السريرِ تهابةً ال

وعزيزُ مصر على السريرِ تهابةً ال

دُنيا ولم يَبعدْ عليه مَرامُ

دُنيا ولم يَبعدْ عليه مَرامُ

And Egypt's ruler on the throne is feared by the

Mighty is Egypt's throne, awe-inspiring

World, and no goal has proved beyond his reach.

No worldly desires beyond its reach