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وَقَفَ الخَلقُ يَنظُرونَ جَميعًا — كَيفَ أَبني قَواعِدَ المَجدِ وَحدي

Waqafa l-khalqu yanzuruna jami'an — kayfa abni qawa'ida l-majdi wahdi

All creation stood and watched together — how I build the foundations of glory alone

وَبُناةُ الأَهرامِ في سالِفِ الدَهرِ — كَفَوني الكَلامَ عِندَ التَحَدّي

Wa-bunatu l-ahrami fi salifi d-dahri — kafawni l-kalama 'inda t-tahaddi

And the builders of the Pyramids, in time long past — spared me the need of speech when I am challenged

أَنا تاجُ العَلاءِ في مَفرِقِ الشَرقِ — وَدُرّاتُهُ فَرائِدُ عِقدي

Ana taju l-'ala'i fi mafriqi sh-sharqi — wa-durratuhu fara'idu 'iqdi

I am the crown of eminence on the brow of the East — and its pearls are the matchless jewels of my necklace

إِنَّ مَجدي في الأولَياتِ عَريقٌ — مَن لَهُ مِثلُ أولَياتي وَمَجدي

Inna majdi fi l-ulayati 'ariqun — man lahu mithlu ulayati wa-majdi

My glory among the firsts of history runs deep — who else has firsts, and glory, such as mine?

أَنا إِن قَدَّرَ الإِلَهُ مَماتي — لا تَرى الشَرقَ يَرفَعُ الرَأسَ بَعدي

Ana in qaddara l-ilahu mamati — la tara sh-sharqa yarfa'u r-ra'sa ba'di

If God should ever decree my death — you will not see the East lift its head again

ما رَماني رامٍ وَراحَ سَليمًا — مِن قَديمٍ عِنايَةُ اللَهِ جُندي

Ma ramani ramin wa-raha saliman — min qadimin 'inayatu llahi jundi

No archer ever aimed at me and walked away unharmed — since oldest time the care of God has been my army

كَم بَغَت دَولَةٌ عَلَيَّ وَجارَت — ثُمَّ زالَت وَتِلكَ عُقبى التَعَدّي

Kam baghat dawlatun 'alayya wa-jarat — thumma zalat wa-tilka 'uqba t-ta'addi

How many a power wronged and oppressed me — then vanished: such is the end of all aggression

إِنَّني حُرَّةٌ كَسَرتُ قُيودي — رَغمَ أَنفِ العِدا وَقَطَّعتُ قَيدي

Innani hurratun kasartu quyudi — raghma anfi l-'ida wa-qatta'tu qaydi

I am a free woman: I have broken my shackles — despite my enemies, and torn my chains apart

أَتُراني وَقَد طَوَيتُ حَياتي — في مِراسٍ لَم أَبلُغِ اليَومَ رُشدي

Aturani wa-qad tawaytu hayati — fi mirasin lam ablughi l-yawma rushdi

Do you suppose that I, who have spent a lifetime — in hard schooling, have not come of age today?

أَمِنَ العَدلِ أَنَّهُم يَرِدونَ الماءَ — صَفوًا وَأَن يُكَدَّرَ وِردي

A-mina l-'adli annahum yariduna l-ma'a — safwan wa-an yukaddara wirdi

Is it justice that they come down to drink the water — pure, while my own drinking-place is muddied?

أَمِنَ الحَقِّ أَنَّهُم يُطلِقونَ الأُسدَ — مِنهُم وَأَن تُقَيَّدَ أُسدي

A-mina l-haqqi annahum yutliquna l-usda — minhum wa-an tuqayyada usdi

Is it right that they turn loose — their lions, while my lions are kept in chains?

نَظَرَ اللَهُ لي فَأَرشَدَ أَبنائي — فَشَدّوا إِلى العُلا أَيَّ شَدِّ

Nazara llahu li fa-arshada abna'i — fa-shaddu ila l-'ula ayya shaddi

God looked upon me and guided my children — and they pulled toward the heights with all their strength

إِنَّما الحَقُّ قُوَّةٌ مِن قُوى الدَيّانِ — أَمضى مِن كُلِّ أَبيَضَ هِندي

Innama l-haqqu quwwatun min quwa d-dayyani — amda min kulli abyada hindi

For truth is a power among the powers of the Judge — keener than any white blade of India

قَد وَعَدتُ العُلا بِكُلِّ أَبِيٍّ — مِن رِجالي فَأَنجِزوا اليَومَ وَعدي

Qad wa'adtu l-'ula bi-kulli abiyyin — min rijali fa-anjizu l-yawma wa'di

I have promised the heights every proud-souled man — among my sons: so fulfill my promise today

وَارفَعوا دَولَتي عَلى العِلمِ وَالأَخلاقِ — فَالعِلمُ وَحدَهُ لَيسَ يُجدي

Wa-rfa'u dawlati 'ala l-'ilmi wa-l-akhlaqi — fa-l-'ilmu wahdahu laysa yujdi

And raise my nation upon knowledge and character — for knowledge on its own will not avail

نَحنُ نَجتازُ مَوقِفًا تَعثُرُ الآراءُ — فيهِ وَعَثرَةُ الرَأيِ تُردي

Nahnu najtazu mawqifan ta'thuru l-ara'u — fihi wa-'athratu r-ra'yi turdi

We are crossing a pass where judgments stumble — and a stumble of judgment here is fatal

فَقِفوا فيهِ وِقفَةَ الحَزمِ وَارموا — جانِبَيهِ بِعَزمَةِ المُستَعِدِّ

Fa-qifu fihi wiqfata l-hazmi wa-rmu — janibayhi bi-'azmati l-musta'iddi

So stand in it the stand of resolve, and strike — at both its flanks with the vigor of the prepared

What this song means

In 1951 Umm Kulthum turned to a poet who had been dead for nineteen years and recorded what would become, within a year and a half, the unofficial anthem of a revolution. “Misr Tatahaddath An Nafsiha” — Egypt Speaks of Herself — sets seventeen verses by Hafez Ibrahim, the “Poet of the Nile,” in which the country itself takes the stage, speaks in the first person feminine, and delivers its own case to the assembled world: I built glory alone; the Pyramids answer every challenge for me; I am a free woman who has broken her chains.

The poem is older than the song by a generation. Hafez Ibrahim — Ahmed Shawqi’s great friend and rival, the scrappy, self-made “People’s Poet” to Shawqi’s laureate of the palace — wrote the qasida in fifty-seven verses of the khafif meter for a tribute to the statesman Adly Yakan Pasha, and published it in the 1927 edition of his diwan under the simple title “Misr.” Its central device, prosopopoeia, was a favorite weapon of nahda nationalism: rather than praise Egypt, the poet vacates the podium and lets Egypt speak. The selection Umm Kulthum sang compresses the argument to its essentials — ancient primacy, divine protection, the injustice of the occupier’s double standard, and a closing charge to the country’s sons to finish the work, raising the nation “upon knowledge and character, for knowledge alone will not avail,” the most Hafezian line in the poem.

Riad al-Sunbati clothed the verses in maqam Rast, the mode of clarity and proud equilibrium, and gave the piece the most ceremonial opening he ever composed for her: timpani strokes and a three-movement orchestral introduction that folds a Western-major brightness into the Rast, a small national pageant before the voice enters. The setting then moves station by station — into Hijazkar for the poem’s most audacious boast (“if God decrees my death, the East will not lift its head again”), through Bayati and a darkened Hijazkar Kurd for the verses of grievance, back to triumphant Rast for the final exhortation. Her delivery of “the care of God has been my army” became one of the era’s celebrated vocal moments, and the closing verses return like a procession reaching its reviewing stand.

The timing proved uncanny. Recorded for radio in 1951 — after a December 1950 performance at Cairo’s Cinema Radio — the song caught the exact temperature of a country that had just abrogated the 1936 treaty and was sliding toward open confrontation in the Canal Zone. When the Free Officers moved on July 23, 1952, Cairo radio reached for the record within hours of the first communiqué, and a poem written under the monarchy became the soundtrack of its abolition. Umm Kulthum sang it at the young republic’s gala celebrations; the famous story that her repertoire was briefly banned as old-regime music, until Nasser asked whether the Pyramids should be demolished on the same logic, only confirmed how completely song and state had fused.

“Misr Tatahaddath An Nafsiha” opened the great sequence of her nationalist repertoire, and it remains the noblest of the line precisely because it predates the politics it came to serve. Hafez Ibrahim wrote a country’s self-portrait; Sunbati framed it; Umm Kulthum hung it where the whole nation could see it — and when history caught up with the poem, the poem was simply there, waiting, in her voice.

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