1. Afflictions assail and erode the rock,
The raging winds wear down the stone.

2. Though my heart has turned hard, still my spirit
Rises above the tyranny of fate.

3. Think not that time, however harsh,
Will one day force me on a ship of ruin.

4. My soul disdains injustice and wrongdoing;
It spurns the cruelty of this unjust age.

5. I will not praise the rulers of Tripoli
Unless I see Egypt's foes burning in flames.

6. By these long nights of sorrow I swear,
And the terrors that struck us with panic and fear.

7. If the usurpers do not willingly leave the Nile,
Their presence will prove more harmful than blasphemy.

8. I will unleash the people's wrath and vengeance
For the dishonor Tripoli has brought Egypt.

9. The enraged will frown and scowl,
The grieved will cry out against such folly.

10. The men of the Nile will become raging lions
Pouncing with a cold fury of battle and roar.

11. The people were mistaken if they thought
The raging seas would flood the shores.

12. The lions growl as they lie waiting,
Like water boiling in a covered pot.

13. Did they not know that when stars fall
They become missiles that cannot be deterred?

14. God refused to let us vanish entirely;
He cares too much for our remaining few.

15. How can catastrophe befall a people so blessed,
As blessed as any people of the West?

16. Stop, sons of Temehus, cease plundering souls
Who still strive to live under bright stars.