1. A voice in the land of Jerusalem, its echo blazing,
The livers almost set aflame for it,

2. When it moaned, crying among all mankind,
The tyranny of the enemies under the fires of hostility.

3. Christ grieved for it, and were it not for his purity,
He would not have extended a palm or hand in mercy.

4. Its monks in the West are a spring of wisdom,
Which never once enveloped the seeker of guidance.

5. They sipped from the Gospel the outpouring of its guidance,
And humbled themselves around the churches, bowing down.

6. And they upheld the epic of peace and sang its anthem
As a melody to the universe, heartening in its echo.

7. But their people provoked a clamor
In the East, overflowing with the evils of havoc.

8. So those teachings they proclaimed
Were lost in vain from the chapter of greed.

9. And the tune of peace on their lips
Was blown away by their desires and scattered.

10. They took bullets as sacred law
And the shells of souls as guiding principles.

11. They did not fear history in their colonization,
However much they tyrannized it - the most splendid Master!

12. They slapped it in sacred Jerusalem a slap,
The mountains almost collapsed from it.

13. The cradle of laws since ancient times -
It became for the free of the deserts a firebrand.

14. In every one of its squares and alleys
One finds a martyr fallen dead in the dust.

15. The valiant mujahid deemed his own soul paltry
And so hastened to the basin of death seeking its spring.

16. He surrendered his soul to the raging flames,
And thus is the free man on the day of redemption.

17. God in the land of prophesy - from the evil
Of today's tyrants - gained a most bitter fortune.

18. The raging sedition inflamed His heart;
No church or mosque remained in it.

19. It unleashed its despicable weapon of slavery,
Horrifying the fates whether shackled or loosed.

20. The weak cried out complaining of its horror,
But the blaze erased his scream and it wandered.

21. So imagine him, as his chest breathes its fire
From every breath that drips his liver.

22. Once the butcher's hand settled his life's span,
He fulfilled his scream to the furthest extent.

23. A disgraced affliction and raging death -
No elder remains in the fever or youth.

24. O Lord of a valley verdant in the morn,
Whose early buds the rain nourished and ripened!

25. When events made it a victim,
And the smoke of death, darkest and coldest, spread,

26. Its youthful prime shook off its trinkets,
And dispersed, becoming completely bare.

27. What was their crime? What was the crime of their game
Who dwelt whistling in the shades reciting verse?

28. Their blossoms were choked and their tunes died out,
Shunning the beloved homeland to wander alone.

29. Had the zeal of the free not stirred his resting place,
He would have dwelled in his paradise singing joyfully!

30. O day of Balfour and your enduring ill-fortune!
Would that you had missed this promised time!

31. You entrusted the weaponless with their weapons -
Nothing but the truth cried out, fettered.

32. And you left them prey to greedy ambitions
Seeking from them the most enslaved of citizens.

33. They rose up in God's land, the uprising of the helpless,
The strong heard their complaints and threatened.

34. They stormed over the shackles, the fervor of an ascetic,
Crowded by the sins of youth, so they rebelled.

35. They attacked the sacred cave in the night,
Inciting its isolation as the sanctuary blazed.

36. They clamored over Nablus until, from the tumult
Of agony and grief, it almost collapsed.

37. Strangely, the boulder nearly weeps in mercy for them,
While the human heart is hardened!

38. And the features of Islam in their midst
Nearly roared in yearning and blazed up.

39. It extended to the foreigner's feet its expanses,
But he detested its dispensations and threatened.

40. He who, were it not for the bliss of its shade,
Would have spent his existence wandering destitute!

41. And the East - oh the East! - its lions slept
While one in Jerusalem roared and thundered!

42. Their resolves were paralyzed and their jihad slept,
And they were strewn dead in every cradle!