| What does poetry say? How does he sing? | The beauty exclaimed: How can the inspired one sing? |
| What does poetry sing? How to wander in | This beauty? And where does he wander? |
| In every direction there is a dancing spring | And in every atmosphere a thousand smiling dawns |
| O drunk son of poetry, this is his day | A melody scattered by age and brought together |
| The day schools and sperm meet | He was drunk as he found his beloved in love |
| A day when silence almost overwhelms us | In it, he improvises the dumb anthem |
| A day when our God will make him totter, and for him... tomorrow | Here I am, full of beauty and melody |
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| Oh, the leap of “Happy Yemen” has awakened | Youthful and radiant as expected |
| What does the beloved “Yemen” see achieved? | The highest of his dreams and the most sublime of his imagination |
| The signs of morning opened his eyelids | Then his grave opened and sleep came |
| He woke up with determination filling his eyes | Angry, he breaks his chains and growls |
| And his youth passed by in the flash of life | Waqzan swims in the beam and dreams |
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| And the “Day of Knowledge” has arrived, declining in age | As if he was in the mouth of life... he chanted |
| The day schools taught him his upbringing | A life lesson that teaches and inspires |
| History remembers him in: | His lips were questioning and smiling |
| The day I sing it and its atmosphere becomes intoxicating | Fisker is toned by its sweetness in the mouth |
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| The youth stood up to the youth and all of them | Full of confidence and pride in the championship |
| At the Science Festival, he lost his youth | Like a flower, it whispers scent and murmurs |
| And the learners shined...as if... | In it are the rays, the sky, and the stars |
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| Oh, the smelliest and most dreamy boys of Yemen | The fruits of genius are before you, so advance |
| And they faced the danger of the road to Al-Ula | It is dangerous for young people to get involved |
| And build with the palm of knowledge upon you, so what | Adopting it as a palm of knowledge does not destroy it |
| They asked: Who are we? What is our history? | They learned ambition from him and taught |
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| This is the country and you are from its heart | So you help her |
| So stand firm as life stands strong | The youth have strengthened and advanced |
| Only enlightened people are guided by knowledge | The joy of insight is passionate about science |
| And a boy who the people feel about him because | From his body there is blood in every body |
| He is miserable to make his mother or a scholar happy | The fragrance of the message is burning and pain |
| So understand what is behind every cover-up | The truth is his path and understanding |
| A thief may dress chastely and cover himself | The dress of the Prophet is a hypocrite or a criminal |
| A dead person shrouds his conscience with paint | It reveals what is concealed despite its coating |
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| How amazing is this fullness of man | Good and this evil is embodied! |
| This person's heart is not equal to him | A stone and this is a burning candle |
| This is so-and-so with a bulbul in his stomach | He shouts and this one roars loudly |
| How strange the world is to embrace | A wedding that sings it and makes a funeral cry! |
| A house where a mouse dies behind its wall | Hunger and a house full of tables |
| A gentle hand laments...with its money | He keeps kissing her and giving to the destitute |
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| When does a person see a young world? | Excuse me, there is no injustice and there is no aggrieved person? |
| My brothers, start your day in schools | The firstborn of the country, so honor him and honor him |
| And understand the book of life and all of it | Travel and study, and time is a lesson |
| What can I tell you and under your eyes? | What does noble awareness understand and comprehend? |
