بِلِدَى الْحَبِيْبَة كَم قَهْرَت عِدَاك

بِلِدَى الْحَبِيْبَة كَم قَهْرَت عِدَاك

بِنِضَال مِن وُهِبُوا الْحَيَاة فِدَاك

بِنِضَال مِن وُهِبُوا الْحَيَاة فِدَاك

My beloved homeland, how often you have vanquished your foes,

My beloved country, how often you vanquished your foes,

Through the struggle of those who gave their lives for you.

Through the struggle of those who gifted their lives for your sake,

كَتَبُوْا سَجِّل فَخَارُهُم بِدِمَائِهِم

كَتَبُوْا سَجِّل فَخَارُهُم بِدِمَائِهِم

صَفَحَات نُوْر فِى ظَلَام ثَرَاك..

صَفَحَات نُوْر فِى ظَلَام ثَرَاك..

They wrote the record of their glory with their blood:

They inscribed the registry of their glory with their blood,

Pages of light in the darkness of your soil.

Pages of light amidst the darkness of your earth..

كَانُوْا الْمَشَاعِل فِى دُجَى ظُلْمَائِهَا

كَانُوْا الْمَشَاعِل فِى دُجَى ظُلْمَائِهَا

رَسَمُوا الْطَّرِيْق بِهَا إِلَى عَلْيَاك ..

رَسَمُوا الْطَّرِيْق بِهَا إِلَى عَلْيَاك ..

They were the torches in her deep darkness;

They were torches burning in the depth of the gloom,

With them they traced the path to your heights.

Charting the path through it toward your heights..

لَم يَرْكَبُوْا مَتْن الْقَضَاء بِمُحَرِّك

لَم يَرْكَبُوْا مَتْن الْقَضَاء بِمُحَرِّك

بَل فَوْق خَيْل دَائِبَات حُرَّاك ..

بَل فَوْق خَيْل دَائِبَات حُرَّاك ..

They did not ride fate's back with an engine,

They did not ride the plains of destiny on engines,

But upon tireless horses, ever in motion.

But rather atop horses, unceasing and swift..

وَعَتَادِهِم مَا يَمْلِكُوْن مِن الْعِدَا

وَعَتَادِهِم مَا يَمْلِكُوْن مِن الْعِدَا

وَسِلَاحِهِم إِيْمَانِهِم بِهُدَاك ..

وَسِلَاحِهِم إِيْمَانِهِم بِهُدَاك ..

And their equipment was what they had from the foe,

Their munitions were only what they seized from the foe,

And their weapon was their faith in your guidance.

And their true weapon was their faith in your guidance..

حَمَلُوْا لِوَاء الْرُّوْح فَوْق أَكُفِّهِم

حَمَلُوْا لِوَاء الْرُّوْح فَوْق أَكُفِّهِم

وَتَوَثَّبُوَا يَحْمُوْن قُدْس حِمَاك..

وَتَوَثَّبُوَا يَحْمُوْن قُدْس حِمَاك..

They bore the banner of the spirit upon their palms,

They bore the banner of the soul upon their palms,

And sprang forth to defend the sanctity of your domain.

And sprang forth to guard the sanctity of your realm..

عِشْرُوْن عَاما فِى غِمَار مَعَارِك

عِشْرُوْن عَاما فِى غِمَار مَعَارِك

قَد خَاضَهَا الْثُّوَّار تَحْت لِوَاك..

قَد خَاضَهَا الْثُّوَّار تَحْت لِوَاك..

Twenty years in the thick of battles

Twenty years in the overwhelming tides of battle,

That the revolutionaries fought beneath your banner.

Waged by the revolutionaries beneath your flag..

لَم يَعْرِفُوْا لَقَوِى الْعِدَا اسْتِسْلامِهِم

لَم يَعْرِفُوْا لَقَوِى الْعِدَا اسْتِسْلامِهِم

غَيْر الْفِدَاء وَلَا عَزِيْز سِوَاك..

غَيْر الْفِدَاء وَلَا عَزِيْز سِوَاك..

They knew no surrender to the might of the foe,

They offered no surrender to the enemy's might,

Only self-sacrifice; none was dear but you.

Knowing only sacrifice, and none dear but you..

أَعَرَفْت " يَا لِيُبَيّا " جَلِيْل كِفَاحَهُم

أَعَرَفْت " يَا لِيُبَيّا " جَلِيْل كِفَاحَهُم

ضِد الْبَغَاه عَلَى كَرِيْم رَبَّاك ؟

ضِد الْبَغَاه عَلَى كَرِيْم رَبَّاك ؟

Have you recognized, O Libya, the grandeur of their struggle

Have you known, "O Libya," the majesty of their struggle,

Against the oppressors upon your noble hills?

Against the tyrants upon your noble soil?