1. A day that remains a title in the book of time
Inscribed by the blood of Jerusalem's martyrs

2. A sullen day, as if death had clothed it
In the Tatar's garb and made it a crucifix

3. A day gone by, kindling in us sorrows, yet we cannot
Repel it or seek solace from it

4. How can we find solace when scenes of it
Fill our eyes? A child donned the shroud of dawn today

5. An image broadcast by television, so distressing
It stirs sorrow in the heart of the grieved

6. If the deaf mountains of Al-Tur could see him
They would moan, but the villain's heart is warped

7. A wounded father...a frightened child...and a hail
Of hatred spewing from the dens of malice

8. They cannot resist...and when the bullets
Take aim, they rain upon where the two once stood

9. And the worried wretched father asks them
For mercy, but they are blind to compassion

10. The child screams...but none responds except
The whizzing of villainy, injustice and tyranny

11. His father hides him behind, anxious
To protect him, ransoming him with souls and bodies

12. Bewilderment shows in his eyes, the greatest
Of terrors he has endured and suffered

13. The little one died...and with him died our dignity
And our land...and remnants of our remnants

14. A child who, like all the world's children, held a dream
That would have brought the land to life, a flourishing garden

15. Had the Muslim world nurtured him...he would have grown
Among barren sands into flowers and basil

16. God! No mother imagined sharing with him
In joy, joy, and in sorrows, sorrows

17. How will she receive him, carried in a torrent of blood
Pouring over clothes in rivers?

18. Yesterday, he filled the house, gave it life
Without him, it is but hallways and walls

19. In every inch, if you look, is a memory
That ignites volcanoes in the depths

20. He was her garden where she took refuge when
She tired, finding him buds and blossoms

21. Today she weeps for him with tears unknown
To those who harbor enmity towards Islam

22. Unfelt by an enemy nursing dreams
Of peace on the doorsteps of the betrayer

23. A people with a head start in the path of evil
Whose history is treachery and aggression

24. How many books they distorted! How many messengers they killed!
How much corruption they spread secretly and openly!

25. Their history reeks, possessing no honor
Moses son of Imran suffered bitterness because of them

26. A people spewed by the gates of history
And so they roam the universe like crows

27. With a media misleading us, broadcasting
Openly its wicked lies

28. And in their footsteps flock groups
Contending with unicorns and zebras

29. Marginalizing our issues with nonsense
About peace, to make us forget our issues

30. Never! He who loves the Sacred House will find
In his heart a longing for Jerusalem’s meeting

31. Never! He who recites the Qur'an, its letters
Reveal to him that there is hatred in Zion

32. God has told that they are people
Who accept only unbelief as religion

33. That out of envy from their souls
They wish those of faith would turn to blasphemy

34. That our truth does not satisfy them
Even if we deemed the earth's soil lawful

35. That they are earth's cowards, never venturing
To war except when defeat is certain

36. Today we are not weakened by their elite forces
Rather, we are weakened by our own sins

37. O nation of truth! The promise is at hand, so rise up!
The calm of horsemen has lasted long enough

38. The time has come, and your epic is imminent
To restore our Aqsa Mosque and our minarets

39. The promise is true, and the promise of truth its signs have appeared
So march on, to the Aqsa!

40. God has told that victory is destined
And the soldiers of the Sons of Zion will be captives

41. Muhammad son of Jamal al-Durra, your feelings
Have poured for you, hot from the cheeks

42. Your light emanated from the garden of jihad, so the poem
Still wipes away flowing tears

43. If I recite poetry without any flair
It cannot stir emotions and passions

44. If the nation of Islam begets its Khalid
The coming generations will forge lions