1. From the seashore to my holy of holies
My sun, my trees, and my weddings extend

2. With their devoutness, and there the waves with pearls
And ascend the lava of my watchtower

3. And Eid returns to the shrine if ever sounded
The minarets of Jerusalem at the birth of my bells

4. I wrote my lifetime on an olive tree's teardrop
So the sun blossomed in my meadows and in my Atlas mountains

5. Oh land of Canaan, the night is continuous
So return my horses to the paths of conquest

6. And unite the family, hatred almost killed me
This is Kulaib and this is the sister of Jassas

7. And that is Dahis and Al-Ghabra has resurrected
With Al-Busus, with abomination and temptation

8. And this one gathered in Rabya two battle lines
The sons of uncles on fangs and tusks

9. So stop the nonsense of grudges, it's time for us
To empty the cup, I am hastening my cup

10. I am the son of Abd Manaf when called upon
So Ali and the son of Abbas respond to me

11. And the Fatimids are my in-laws when
My mother laments, all people are my council

12. This is your blonde cloak swimming
In the clouds inspiring me with flowers above my arcs

13. And the palm trees call out in the wind that diffused
Take me to the lemon and peach orchards

14. O beloved! A fire that illuminates
The particles for us has exhausted on the two coasts, Jaffa and Amoas

15. I am love and raging Islam
My ships, and on my banners my torch

16. I am the Levantine and the Nile that knew
And the son of Iraq and all people are my folks

17. I am the beginning and the clay with which ignited
The stars, so they melted above my breath

18. I am the ocean, and the dam of water if ever thirsted
These galaxies, and the mountains are my mountains

19. And the alphabet was some of what my letters articulated
So lightning became my notebook

20. I am the ships from Carthage if they sailed
On the banks, and my field is towering and steadfast

21. I am the lanterns, no dawn will shine in
This time, except from the oil of my Carthage

22. I am the suspended poem of the desert remaining
As long as my sorcery is on my ink and my volumes

23. I am the cities from Sana'a to Aleppo
Which is the civilization from Najd to Meknes

24. I am the bride of the meadows of honey in a country
That extends from the tip of coral to the head

25. I am Yabus, and this is the name of a lover
And a paradise that combined my flute and my sanctum

26. I am on the edge of the world, when I smile
And my throbbing is a string from the age of Horus

27. I am Al-Buraq, so who will ascend to my origin
My path is the sky and my provision is full of my bags

28. I opened my door to the lovers so they gathered
Around me; the Hejazi, the Nubian, and the Moroccan

29. I presented the table of lights so the cup of visions filled
With contentment.. from the embers of the basin

30. Oh Jerusalem! This is my fiery blood so bathe
And these are my storms under my spears

31. I love you, oh Jerusalem of the countries, a love
That exceeds the pulsation of my ribs and my senses

32. So whenever they mention your eyes, my lady
I see paradises in the mirror of my thoughts

33. Oh name of marigolds and basil, toyed with
By butterflies for company above jasmine

34. It saddens, oh Jerusalem, to cry on my shoulder
While the prophets are at the thresholds of the watchman

35. It saddens, but we will truly restore it
Jerusalem that says: Here are my people and my guards