1. Do not weep, oh Tunis, or Fes or Tripoli
Though calamity has befallen them all

2. Fires have ignited and burnt are our homelands
Terror has stilled us, desire and despair

3. When we unite and become one Arab nation
No harm by Zayd can match harm by Jassas

4. My voice has cried out, and reformers' together
Yet no response came, as if all were deaf

5. Stand by the graves and call those resting in them
For the dead may have more sense than the living

6. Truth is not written by the sword or blood
Its ink is lives and its paper, severed necks

7. Leave talk, draw the sword if you wish
To survive and heed no doubts or fear

8. The wolf attacks only when sheep are negligent
Who guards them today, O Ibn Wadi, who guards?

9. The Arabs have lost the path of guidance
And Ruin now feasts on filth and disgrace