1. You will see death as life if you could see
What we are witnessing in this time

2. My companions are buried, their homes deserted
And the hypocrite slave mounts the pulpit

3. The Ghassanids have abandoned “To arms!”, appeasing
Caesar

4. The brave warriors of old, do not ask,
Have become our rulers today

5. No longer does Antar satisfy her taste
Abla has chosen a fair-skinned lover

6. Who takes her money by force
And when war comes, turns back

7. “Is Israel raising its flag?”
O Abu Risha, it has become a moon

8. After the Bedouins sold their camels
They exalted Rome and betrayed Mudar

9. The army of conquest? Our tears are upon them
We nurture armies only for oppression

10. The progeny of Judas rule us, not
Half a Zir stands to take revenge

11. Al-Ahnaf raged, but his rage
Did not make any difference that could be seen

12. Only al-Khansa fought her war
While we blame fate

13. Since al-Mutanabbi left Aleppo
History set poetry aflame within it

14. Morals have become a withered branch
That no wind came to except to break

15. O Salah al-Din, of our state
May God not let you see this sight

16. Whenever a warner rose with guidance
They prepared a grave and a red sword

17. It is weakness in its ugliest form
The likes of us could never triumph

18. Humiliation was prescribed on our flags
Glory to the coward, the grave to the free!

19. We are not few, as we were told
We are two billion, O best of creations!

20. We own wealth, and have no hardship,
But heroes cannot be bought

21. And if there is no Qutuz, no Baybars, who?
Who now will drive back the Tatars?

22. The deluge will come, but
It is upon us that the stones will be cast!