1. A barren Bejlun, little is its vegetation
When I see it, I say it is a bald head

2. The green meadows surround it as hills
And watch it in confusion and agony

3. And the impregnable castle for the stronghold
Which Salah al-Din built at the peak most inaccessible

4. We saw tents that reminded us of times past
Of glory for Islam, high and impenetrable

5. I ask the towers in which have endured
Age after age before crumbling