1. A feast in the bosoms is established
From its inspiration, poems and revelation

2. A dream that our souls have wished for
Please make the dreams come true

3. It gathered the dispersed, so every drop is a pearl
In its crown, and unity is the system

4. So if the Nile complains of its sorrows
The sorrows split the veins of the Tigris

5. And if the Far West calls out
The Levant splendidly responds to the call

6. The superstitions of the ancestors are gone
Every homeland is ours if minds understand

7. Speech has dried up and pens have run out
Things are as they are, words are mere words

8. Days have passed, we did not take their path
To the goodness and passed years

9. The lost boat sailed confused
On the surge, its guide is illusions

10. And the conflict of leaders between East
And West, relations were severed

11. So pulpits are clamorous and fraudulent
On them ravings and illusions are channeled

12. And there misguidance has a pavilion
Where idols are worshipped

13. The freeman and the son of freeman are not to be ridden
Restrained and reined by the lesser

14. He truthfully says, fearing no censure
Truth is the greatest that Islam contains

15. Days have passed us in procrastination
Of tomorrow, dreams are lost in wishful thinking

16. We kept saying tomorrow, tomorrow, have
The longed-for dreams of the hopeful come true?

17. We kept saying tomorrow the conscience of he who
Lost his conscience will awaken and darkness will fade

18. We kept saying sweethearts, their blows
Are acceptable, they have no pain

19. We kept being deceived by promises, and imagination
Tells lies and does its deeds of fantasy

20. They came out to us from our groups with clouds
Woe to us, passion has divisions

21. Balfour, what is Balfour, what did he promise
If our deeds were not decisive

22. It is our own hands that have wounded our hearts
And we, to ourselves, came the sorrows

23. In us is aloofness from inclusive love
And we roam the desert of discord

24. And speeches have divided unified tribes
Speeches with our enemies are binding

25. O leaders, but those most noble of whom
Are immune from blame and reproach avoided them

26. We are the victims, we want no reward
The least being recognition and information

27. Or is there no role for us to be distracted by
Except a crowded farewell and peace?

28. Say no, then follow with action and do not fear
And look over there how resolve bows down

29. Melt with your fire the stubborn necks, they will melt
So over skulls the flags are planted

30. And build your palace on the corpses, only
From it are built glory and grandeur

31. And seize your rights, enough submitting them
The vile have snatched rights, the scoundrels

32. This is your path to life, do not waver
It was trodden before you by the brave