1. O quarter in the highlands
Towards Al-Khalas with holes

2. Like the creation of people pure
Or students of books

3. To the most generous of Qahtan
We reached plains with plains

4. To the gathering of the Nile
And where caravans meet

5. Praised refuge of the nation
In the East and in the West

6. As if people are one body
And it is where the heart lies

7. If it makes peace with a land
Its flocks are safe

8. And if it fights it
It is filled with looting falcons

9. When it meets the march of death
With the whip and the stick

10. And with the green shield
And the Indian bow

11. It becomes the gathering of hearts
It has an army of fright

12. So oh what joy is yours
And oh what misery is mine, brother of guilt

13. And nothing heals the headache
Like the angry, drawing sword

14. O you of generosity, make peace
Eras have passed to eras

15. You are rain in peace
And death in war

16. You unite the far
And the near

17. Through you God makes
People recover after stumbling

18. And sheaths swords
With your bravery in war

19. And feeding in hardship
How much fear have you relieved

20. And how much havoc have you wreaked
How many worries have you solved

21. And how many glories have you achieved
None tames them but

22. Your piercing and striking
Through you Qahtan reached

23. The ultimate glory
You missed the glory of life

24. Like missing the head is a wonder