High palm, high palm, high palm
Your dates are like a necklace shining on your chest
High palm trees, high palm trees, and trays are full of dates
Raml, Zaghloul, Amhat, and Samani
Tomorrow I will sell the plants and achieve my dreams
And fill the house with the good things that I received
High palm high palm high palm
The water of the Nile, from which the good things flow
O brides in beauty has that has no equal
On the day of your wedding, they give you expensive gifts
A high palm tree, guards you from every enemy
I sacrifice my soul for the sake of my country
A precious land, and its love filled my heart
My parents left it for me, and I will leave it for my children
High palm, high palm, high palm
Your dates are like a necklace shining on your chest