1. يا بركة المجد يا ليث الوغا المفترس

    ومن لنا عند لزبات النوى ترس

    O blessing of glory, O ravening lion of battle,

    And you who are our shield amid the hardships of separation,

  2. أقسم بمحمرّ سمرك والحسام الورس

    لولاك رحنا سبايا بين أيدي الفرس

    I swear by your reddened spears and the saffron-hued sword:

    But for you, we would have become captives in the Persians' hands,

  3. واِضحت رسوم الحوبزة عافيات درس

    لكن يا من يعلم كل عالم درس

    And al-Hawbaza's vestiges would have been effaced, obliterated.

    Yet, O you who teach every scholar a lesson,

  4. قد خصنا اللَه من ذاتك بسمح شرس

    فأنقذتنا بعد ما طحنا وجدّ المرس

    God has indeed favored us, in your person, with one generous yet fierce.

    Thus you rescued us after we had fallen and the struggle grew fierce.

  5. لا زلت بأهل العبا يا بدرنا محترس

    ما بدت شمس المعالي في نهار طرس

    May you ever be guarded by the People of the Cloak, O our full moon,

    So long as the sun of noble deeds appears upon the page of day.