1. With the gentle, frail breeze blowing
I send you my greetings and poems

2. Appreciating what you have accomplished
We aspire to it with veneration and pride

3. O leader of the Arabs in their toughest battles
You are the leader, the raging storm

4. If glories took the form of a man
You would be him, without doubt or denial

5. You are the pillar, without whom my Arabism would not have risen
And sailed in the violence of a hurricane

6. Cutting through the path of glories, not bothered
By the thorns and rocks on the path

7. In July you achieved for us a dream
Crowned with garlands of achievement

8. With a revolution you rose up against injustice and prevailed
Through you, Arabism recovered from disgrace and shame

9. You expelled the invaders from the land of Egypt when
They had spread corruption among the people

10. Then you regained the Suez Canal in an instant
And words became significant and impactful

11. The West threatened a fierce war but you
Did not care, you did not cower from warnings

12. You stood fast against those who came to take revenge
So God foiled the evil schemes of the transgressors

13. You supported the revolution of a people in our Algeria
Until it was liberated from shackles and fire

14. You had been its supporter during its ordeal
And today you come to its aid in this sudden calamity

15. And when Sulal rose up in his revolution
To save the people from injustice and harm

16. From darkness, from tyranny he resisted
One who does not respect the rights of God and neighbor

17. You supported a people with an army, if confronted
It would have demolished any citadels

18. You achieved most of our hopes and desires
In unity that brought us together against infidels

19. And against those who unjustly divided our homeland
Into states and emirates

20. They evacuated Palestine from my land and homeland
And handed it over to wicked villains

21. And displaced its people in every demeaning way
Among the wounded and the naked starving

22. So take revenge for a people the colonists wronged
On land that became the possession of degenerates

23. Liberate for us the stolen land of my ancestors from
Zionists, we long for vengeance

24. Do not forget Oman has been afflicted
With the same wound, blow for blow

25. It extended to you a hand of complaint to save it
From the injustice and dangers it faces

26. So expedite the matter, save the one I want
Harm for, he has fallen into the grip of an oppressor

27. And bid farewell and blood to glory, however loudly
The nightingales sang above the flowers

28. Since creation, Arabism has not given birth
To a champion of the free like you