نُحنُ أُناسٌ نَوالُنا خَضِلٌ

نُحنُ أُناسٌ نَوالُنا خَضِلٌ

يَرتَعُ فيهِ الرَجاءُ وَالأَمَلُ

يَرتَعُ فيهِ الرَجاءُ وَالأَمَلُ

We are a people whose bounty is lush;

We are a people whose stream overflows

Hope and aspiration graze within it.

Where hope and aspiration graze

كُلُّ فَتىً لَيسَ في مَوَدَّتِهِ

كُلُّ فَتىً لَيسَ في مَوَدَّتِهِ

مَذقٌ وَلا في خِلالِهِ خَلَلُ

مَذقٌ وَلا في خِلالِهِ خَلَلُ

In each young man's affection there is no

Every youth whose affection lacks

Insincerity, nor in his character any flaw.

No sweetness or flaw in his ways

لَو أَبصَرَ البَحرُ فَيضُ أَنمُلِهِ

لَو أَبصَرَ البَحرُ فَيضُ أَنمُلِهِ

فاضَ عَلى وَجهِ فَيضِهِ الخَجَلُ

فاضَ عَلى وَجهِ فَيضِهِ الخَجَلُ

Were the sea to behold the outpouring of his fingertips,

Were the sea to see his fingers' flood

Shame would flood the surface of its own outpouring.

Bashfully its tide would blaze