إلهيmy God ! وفيand in جَنْبيّmy two sides خَفْقَةُa heartbeat وامِقٍa lover
إلهي ! وفي جَنْبيّ خَفْقَةُ وامِقٍ
وإنِّيَand indeed I أوَّابٌever repentant إِليكَto You وand خَائِفُafraid
وإنِّيَ أوَّابٌ إِليكَ و خَائِفُ
My God! Within my breast is a lover's heartbeat,
O my God! My heart trembles with deep anguish,
And I turn ever back to You, in fear.
And I turn in repentance to You, full of fear.
وَفيand in الدَّارthe land أَهْوالٌhorrors تَمورُseethe وand فِتْنةٌstrife
وَفي الدَّار أَهْوالٌ تَمورُ و فِتْنةٌ
تَدُورُswirls ودَمْعٌand tears بينamid ذلكَthat نازِفُstreaming
تَدُورُ ودَمْعٌ بين ذلكَ نازِفُ
And in the land, horrors seethe, and strife
In our homes lurk horrors and strife
Swirls, while tears stream amid it all.
Whirling about, while tears flow profusely between.
ودَفْقُand a gush دماءٍblood والضَّحَاياand the victims تَنَاثَرَتْwere scattered
ودَفْقُ دماءٍ والضَّحَايا تَنَاثَرَتْ
زَلازِلُearthquakes جُنّتْwent mad حَوْلَنَاaround us وَرَواجِفُand tremors
زَلازِلُ جُنّتْ حَوْلَنَا وَرَواجِفُ
And blood gushes, and victims lie scattered;
Blood is shed and victims lie scattered,
Earthquakes have gone mad around us, and tremors.
Earthquakes convulsed around us with great upheaval.
تَصَدَّعَsplit apart بُنَيانٌa structure فأهْوَىso it collapsed وهذِهand these
تَصَدَّعَ بُنَيانٌ فأهْوَى وهذِه
أَعَاصِيرُwhirlwinds مازَالَتstill continue بهagainst it وعَواصِفُand storms
أَعَاصِيرُ مازَالَت به وعَواصِفُ
A structure split and collapsed, and these
A structure collapsed and fell into ruins,
Are whirlwinds and storms still raging against it.
Still battered by raging storms and gales.
تهافَتَتِrushed headlong الدُّنْياthe world عَلَينَاupon us فَأَقْبَلِتْso came
تهافَتَتِ الدُّنْيا عَلَينَا فَأَقْبَلِتْ
حُشودٌhosts تَوَالتْcame in succession فيin الدّيارthe lands زَوَاحِفُadvancing
حُشودٌ تَوَالتْ في الدّيار زَوَاحِفُ
The world rushed upon us, and there came
The world swooped down upon us suddenly,
Successive hosts, advancing through the lands.
Hordes advanced into our lands in droves.
كأنَّهُمُas though they مَالَواthey leaned إلىtoward قَصْعَةٍa bowl لَهْمُfor them
كأنَّهُمُ مَالَوا إلى قَصْعَةٍ لَهْمُ
فَضجّتْso clamored لهاfor it أحشادُهمtheir throngs والطوائفُand the bands
فَضجّتْ لها أحشادُهم والطوائفُ
As though they bent toward a bowl of their own,
As if they flocked towards a basin for them,
So their throngs and bands clamored for it.
And their multitudes clamored for it covetously.
وحُوشٌbeasts عَلَىon أنْيَابِهاtheir fangs المَوْتُdeath مُقْبِلٌapproaching
وحُوشٌ عَلَى أنْيَابِها المَوْتُ مُقْبِلٌ
وكُلُّand every فُؤادٍheart دُونَbefore ذلكthat وَاجفُtrembling
وكُلُّ فُؤادٍ دُونَ ذلك وَاجفُ
Beasts, with death advancing on their fangs,
Beasts baring deadly fangs draw near,
And every heart trembling in the face of it.
While all hearts besides theirs quiver and shake.
كَأَنّas though الرّدَىdeath بَيْنbetween المخالِبِthe claws رَابضٌcrouching
كَأَنّ الرّدَى بَيْن المخالِبِ رَابضٌ
فإنso if وثَبَتْthey spring فالمَوتُthen death ماضٍadvancing وخاطفُand snatching
فإن وثَبَتْ فالمَوتُ ماضٍ وخاطفُ
As though death crouches between their claws;
As if havoc crouches waiting between its claws,
And if they spring, death advances and snatches away.
To pounce and deal death, swift and merciless.
إلهيmy God ! وهذيand this أُمَّتيmy nation مَزَّقtore apart الهَوىcaprice
إلهي ! وهذي أُمَّتي مَزَّق الهَوى
قُوَاهاits strength وغَشّاهَاand veiled it هِوىًpassion وزخارفُand finery
قُوَاها وغَشّاهَا هِوىً وزخارفُ
My God! This is my nation; caprice has torn
O my God! My nation is torn by passions,
Its strength apart, and passion and finery have veiled it.
Weakened and clouded by vain desires and ornaments.
يقودguides خُطاهاits steps فيthrough الدَّياجيرthe darkness تائهٌone astray
يقود خُطاها في الدَّياجير تائهٌ
ويَدْفَعُهاand drives it بَينamid الأعاصيرthe whirlwinds واكفُa sinner
ويَدْفَعُها بَين الأعاصير واكفُ
One astray guides its steps through the darkness,
An astray leader guides its steps into wilds,
And a sinner drives it amid the whirlwinds.
Thrusting it amidst storms and billows.
فُهُنَّاso we were abased وداستْنَاand trampled us زُحُوفٌadvancing armies ومُرِّغِتْand were rubbed in dirt
فُهُنَّا وداستْنَا زُحُوفٌ ومُرِّغِتْ
جِباهٌforeheads وأهوىand fell فيinto الوُحولthe mire غُطارفُnoblemen
جِباهٌ وأهوى في الوُحول غُطارفُ
So we were abased; armies trampled us, and in the dust were rubbed
Faces pressed down into the dust disgracefully.
Foreheads, while noblemen plunged into the mire.
The vile took advantage, finding none to deter them,
ومالواand they assailed علىagainst أَعرَاضِناour honor فاستباحهاso violated it
ومالوا على أَعرَاضِنا فاستباحها
لِئامٌvile men فَلمْso did not يلقَواthey encounter كُماةًchampions تُخَالفُresisting
لِئامٌ فَلمْ يلقَوا كُماةً تُخَالفُ
And they assailed our honor; it was violated
Many a maiden’s honor was ripped apart by oppression,
By vile men, who met no champions to resist.
Terrified amidst the calamities that uncovered her.
فكمso how many مِنْof فَتَاةٍa young woman مَزَّقَtore القَهْرُoppression سِتْرَهاher veil
فكم مِنْ فَتَاةٍ مَزَّقَ القَهْرُ سِتْرَها
وروَّعهاand terrified her فيamid النائِباتthe calamities الكواشِفُthe stripping horrors
وروَّعها في النائِبات الكواشِفُ
How many a young woman's veil has oppression torn,
There in Bosnia is suffering and strife,
And amid calamities, stripping horrors terrified her.
And in the land of Kashmir, agony and bombardment.
هُناكَthere علىupon " البُوسْناBosnia " دَواهٍcalamities وفتنةٌand strife
هُناكَ على " البُوسْنا " دَواهٍ وفتنةٌ
وفيand in أَرْضthe land of " كشميرٍKashmir " لظىًblazing fire وand قذائِفُshells
وفي أَرْض " كشميرٍ " لظىً و قذائِفُ
There in Bosnia are calamities and strife,
This is Palestine, bloodied and woe to us!
And in the land of Kashmir, blazing fire and shells.
The vestiges of its glory disappear from it.
وهذيand this فِلسْطِينُPalestine المُدَمّاةُthe bloodied وَيْلَناwoe to us
وهذي فِلسْطِينُ المُدَمّاةُ وَيْلَنا
يَغِيبُvanishes تَلِيدُinherited المجْدِglory مِنْهاfrom it وطارفُand newly acquired
يَغِيبُ تَلِيدُ المجْدِ مِنْها وطارفُ
And here is bloodied Palestine—woe to us!
They fade behind the horizon; landmarks
Its inherited glory disappears, and its newly won glory too.
Of its meadows’ shade and thickets.
تَغيبُdisappear وراءَbeyond الأفقthe horizon مِنْهاfrom it مَعَالِمٌlandmarks
تَغيبُ وراءَ الأفق مِنْها مَعَالِمٌ
نَديُّdew-fresh ظِلالٍshade مِنْfrom رُباهاits hills ووارفُand spreading
نَديُّ ظِلالٍ مِنْ رُباها ووارفُ
Its landmarks disappear beyond the horizon,
The hearts of believers fly to its fields,
The dew-fresh and spreading shade of its hills.
Rising up eagerly to meet its sanctuaries.
تطيرfly قُلوبُhearts المؤمنينthe believers لِسَاحِهاto its grounds
تطير قُلوبُ المؤمنين لِسَاحِها
فَتنْهضُso rise لِلّقياto meet رُبىhills ومشارفُand heights
فَتنْهضُ لِلّقيا رُبى ومشارفُ
Believers' hearts fly to its grounds,
For Masjid Al-Aqsa yearning and longing stir,
So hills and heights rise to meet them.
Our deepest passions and sentiments.
وللمَسجدِand for the mosque الأَقْصَىAl-Aqsa حَنينٌlonging ولهفةٌand yearning
وللمَسجدِ الأَقْصَى حَنينٌ ولهفةٌ
تجيشُsurge بهَاwith it أشْواقُنَاour longings والعَواطِفُand emotions
تجيشُ بهَا أشْواقُنَا والعَواطِفُ
And for Al-Aqsa Mosque there is longing and yearning:
In every land one calamity follows another,
Our longings and emotions surge with it.
And days loom bleak with evil and horrors.
وفيand in كُلِّevery أرْضٍland فِتْنَةٌstrife بعدafter فِتْنَةٍstrife
وفي كُلِّ أرْضٍ فِتْنَةٌ بعد فِتْنَةٍ
ويَومٌand a day عَبُوسُscowling الشَرِّevil والهَوْلand terror كَاسِفُgloomy
ويَومٌ عَبُوسُ الشَرِّ والهَوْل كَاسِفُ
And in every land, strife after strife,
Our nakedness was exposed and torn apart,
And a gloomy day, scowling with evil and terror.
A plain of dignity and battlefields disgraced.
وَقَدْand indeed كُشِفَتْhave been exposed عَوْراتُناour vulnerabilities وتَقَطّعَتْand were severed
وَقَدْ كُشِفَتْ عَوْراتُنا وتَقَطّعَتْ
عُرَاناour bonds وهانَتْand were abased سَاحَةٌan arena ومَوَاقِفُand stances
عُرَانا وهانَتْ سَاحَةٌ ومَوَاقِفُ
And our vulnerabilities have been exposed, and severed are
Events pass by as if they were
Our bonds; arena and stances have been abased.
Idle tales told in vain and fictitious anecdotes.
تَمُّرpass بِنَاby us الأحْداثُevents حَتَّىuntil كَأَنَّهاas though they
تَمُّر بِنَا الأحْداثُ حَتَّى كَأَنَّها
أَحَاديثُtalk لَهْوٍidle amusement تَنْطَويfades away وَسَوالِفُand bygone tales
أَحَاديثُ لَهْوٍ تَنْطَوي وَسَوالِفُ
Events pass us by, until they seem
O my God! Who will help Muslims as they slumber?
Idle talk that fades away, and tales of the past.
Neither sign nor Scripture has awakened them!
إِلهيmy God ! فَمَنْso who لِلْمُسْلِمينَfor the Muslims وَقَدْand indeed غَفَوْاthey have dozed
إِلهي ! فَمَنْ لِلْمُسْلِمينَ وَقَدْ غَفَوْا
وماand not أَيَقظَتْهُمْawakened them آيةٌa verse وَمَصَاحِفُand Qur'an volumes
وما أَيَقظَتْهُمْ آيةٌ وَمَصَاحِفُ
My God! Who will help the Muslims, now that they have dozed,
O my God! Help us and pour light amongst us,
And neither a verse nor copies of the Qur'an have awakened them?
When tightness has constricted the means and channels.
إِلهيmy God ! أَعِنَّاhelp us واسْكُبand pour النُّورthe light بَيْنناamong us
إِلهي ! أَعِنَّا واسْكُب النُّور بَيْننا
بأَفْئدَةٍin hearts ضَاقَتhave narrowed عَلَيْهاfor them المَصَارفُthe outlets
بأَفْئدَةٍ ضَاقَت عَلَيْها المَصَارفُ
My God! Help us, and pour light among us,
And make concordant hearts that rancor has divided,
Into hearts whose avenues have grown narrow.
For one day, even foes may show sympathy.
وأَلِّفْand unite قُلوباًhearts فَرَّقdivided الحِقْدُhatred بَينهاbetween them
وأَلِّفْ قُلوباً فَرَّق الحِقْدُ بَينها
وقَدْand may يَجْمعُunite الأضْدَادَopposites يوماًone day تآلفُharmony
وقَدْ يَجْمعُ الأضْدَادَ يوماً تآلفُ
And unite hearts that hatred has set apart,
And grant us conviction filling our hearts,
And harmony may one day unite opposites.
That we may race to our fields and boundaries.
وَهَبْنَاand grant us يَقِيناًcertainty فيin القُلوبِthe hearts لَعَلَّنَاthat perhaps we
وَهَبْنَا يَقِيناً في القُلوبِ لَعَلَّنَا
نَهُبُّwe spring up إلىtoward سَاحَاتناour fields ونُشارِفُand we draw near
نَهُبُّ إلى سَاحَاتنا ونُشارِفُ
And grant us certainty in our hearts, that perhaps we
And send down upon us a mercy to cleanse
May spring toward our fields and draw near.
The sins we are bent on committing and repeating,
وأَنْزلand send down عَلَيْناupon us رَحْمةًmercy تغسلwashes away الذيwhat
وأَنْزل عَلَيْنا رَحْمةً تغسل الذي
نَهُمُّwe contemplate بهof it منof مأثَمٍsin ونُقَارفُand we commit
نَهُمُّ به من مأثَمٍ ونُقَارفُ
And send down upon us mercy that washes away what
And rid us of our misdeeds, so repentance
We contemplate of sin and commit.
May awaken one heedless of matters to reckoning,
ونَنْزعُand we desist عَنْfrom آثامِناour sins ، عَلَّperhaps تَوْبةًrepentance
ونَنْزعُ عَنْ آثامِنا ، عَلَّ تَوْبةً
يُفيقُcomes to his senses بِهَاthrough it لاَهٍone heedless عنfrom الأمْرِthe cause عازِفُturning away
يُفيقُ بِهَا لاَهٍ عن الأمْرِ عازِفُ
And we renounce our sins; perhaps repentance
Then legions will surge forth from our ranks
Will rouse one heedless of the cause and turning away.
Brandishing weapons, ardent and zealous,
فَتدْفُقُso pour forth فيinto المَيْدَانthe field مِنّاfrom us جَحافِلٌarmies
فَتدْفُقُ في المَيْدَان مِنّا جَحافِلٌ
يَمُوجُsurges بِهَاwithin them شَاكيfully armed السّلاحِweaponry وعاطِفُand a charging fighter
يَمُوجُ بِهَا شَاكي السّلاحِ وعاطِفُ
Then armies from among us will pour into the field,
Bearing our Lord’s message for the world,
Within them surge fully armed men and charging fighters.
Debating its guidance sympathetically.
ونَحْمِلُand we carry للدّنياto the world رسَالةَthe message ربِّناour Lord
ونَحْمِلُ للدّنيا رسَالةَ ربِّنا
نُخاصِمُwe contend فيwith هَدْيٍguidance لهاfor it ونُعَاطِفُand we show affection
نُخاصِمُ في هَدْيٍ لها ونُعَاطِفُ
And we carry our Lord's message to the world,
Marching in unison as if His troops
We contend for it with guidance, and show affection.
Were pillars of a building, crawling or mounted.
ونَمْضيand we advance بِهَاwith it صَفّاًin a rank كَأَنَّas though جُنودَهits soldiers
ونَمْضي بِهَا صَفّاً كَأَنَّ جُنودَه
قواعدُfoundations بُنيانٍa building ، فَداعٍthus a caller وزَاحفُand one advancing
قواعدُ بُنيانٍ ، فَداعٍ وزَاحفُ
And we march with it in a rank, as though its soldiers
Then send down victory and mercy, O my God,
Were a building's foundations—callers and advancing fighters.
When resolve in the battlefields remains steadfast.
فَتنزلُthen You send down نَصْراًvictory ياO إلهيmy God ورَحْمةًand mercy
فَتنزلُ نَصْراً يا إلهي ورَحْمةً
إِذاwhen صَحَّis sound عَزْمٌresolve فيin الميادينthe fields عاكِفُsteadfast
إِذا صَحَّ عَزْمٌ في الميادين عاكِفُ
Then You send down victory, O my God, and mercy,
When resolve is sound and steadfast in the fields.
Partial English translation: 60 of 62 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1