1. Stir the spirit of Arabdom, cubs and lions,
And strike for it examples from the lessons of time.

2. Was there ever a banner among its banners
That leaned over and did not topple or tilt?

3. And which kingdom did it storm in its strongholds,
With a rumbling from its disasters, that did not decline?

4. Though its wall stood firm against the vicissitudes of fate,
It never avoided a storm or feared an earthquake.

5. O you envoys of Arabdom, you are here
Fulfilling glorious hopes and aspirations for the letter "Dad."

6. Restore the springs of knowledge and manners,
Where passion and love flow as chains.

7. It is steadfastness, dignity, and fervor,
You will never lack a homeland in it or a family.

8. You are its hope, which it tends wakefully,
Never sleeping or tiring of rising.

9.
Carry out its mission and fulfill its incense,

10. And hasten swiftly to the forests as messengers.
The blood of Arabdom has not ceased to flow in the horizons,

11. Its rivulets streaming copiously and cascading.
It is life, so guard it in your hands,

12. Lest any of it pour from your palms.
Who has the resolve with me, if I stir it,

13. To rouse from our people nations and generations?
O people of Arabdom, your poet has tried words,

14. But could not satisfy or please with what he has said.
Alas, my strength has faded and today my resolve has weakened

15. From an illness I see is severely epidemic and fatal.
A young man's life passes for an allotted term,

16. And life inevitably folds up, however long.
If one of you says, it would have honored him more,