1. O kingdom of remnants of oppression that was swept
By winds of demise, so its star set in the west
١. يا دَولَةً مِنَ بَقايا الظُلمِ طافَ بِها
عادي الفناءِ فَأَمسى نَجمُها غَرَبا
2. Be gone, you were but a cloud that lifted
From souls, or else a funeral obscured
٢. زولي فَما كُنتِ إِلّا غَمرَةً كُشِفَت
عَنِ النُفوسِ وَإِلّا مَأتَماً حُجُبا
3. Be gone to one drowned in distant exile, cut off
From whom no reproacher can demand return
٣. زولي إِلى مُغرِقٍ في البُعدِ مُنقَطِعٍ
لا يَستَطيعُ لَهُ مُستَعتبٌ طلبا
4. God's care does not let states remain
That bring calamity and war to creation
٤. عِنايَةُ اللَهِ لا تُبقي عَلى دُوَلٍ
يَلقى الخَلائِقُ مِنها الوَيلَ وَالحَرَبا
5. You see the peoples slaves without control
And deem truth in life for he who conquered
٥. تَرى الشُعوبَ عَبيداً لا ذمامَ لَها
وَتَحسَبُ الحَقَّ في الدُنيا لِمَن غَلَبا
6. The people must, as events seize them
In wrath that shakes planets and comets
٦. لا بُدَّ لِلشَعبِ وَالأَحداثُ تَأخُذُهُ
مِن غَضبَةٍ تُفزِعُ الأَفلاكَ وَالشُهُبا
7. Not supporting rule or keeping its vigour
Like kindness and justice, as long they accompanied
٧. ما أَيَّدَ المُلكَ وَاِستَبقى نَضارَتَهُ
كَالرِفقِ وَالعَدلِ ماداما وَما اِصطَحَبا
8. Not losing the crown whose people its holder
Pelted with treasuries and hurt with what he reaped
٨. ما أَضيعَ التاجَ يَرمي الشَعبَ صاحِبُهُ
بِالمُحفظاتِ وَيُؤذيهِ بِما كَسَبا
9. He builds fortresses, deluded by their firmness
And masses the foolish riffraff and gangs
٩. يَبني المَعاقِلَ مُغتَرّاً بِمَنعَتِها
وَيَحشُدُ القُذَّفَ الفَوهاءَ وَالقَضبا
10. And brings the bare cavalry, thrilled
By their neighing, and counts the hordes of warriors
١٠. وَيَجلِبُ الصافِناتِ الجُردِ يُطرِبُهُ
صَهيلُها وَيُعدُّ الجَحفَلَ اللَجِبا
11. Until when his ramparts shook from the people's revolt
He was disgraced by all he amassed and summoned
١١. حَتّى إِذا اِنتَفَضَت بِالشَعبِ سَورَتُهُ
أَذَلَّهُ ما اِحتَوى مِنها وَما جَلَبا
12. Are the peoples vermin infesting the land or blessings
Whose slaughter hopes for no future for them
١٢. أَهْيَ الشُعوبُ تَسوسُ الأَرضَ أَم نَعَمٌ
يَسوسُها النَحرُ لا يَرجو لَها عَقِبا
13. Today an exile revels in the homelands
Whom longing shook only to weep
١٣. اليَومَ يَنعمُ بِالأَوطانِ مُغتَرِبٌ
ما هَزَّهُ الشَوقُ إِلّا أَنَّ وَاِنتَحَبا
14. Fragmenting the soul in places everywhere
And living a life awaiting the next
١٤. يُفَرِّقُ النَفسَ في شَتّى مُفَرَّقَةٍ
مِنَ البِقاعِ وَيَطوي العَيشَ مُرتَقبا