1. Oh sorrows great are the tidings, evil's might threatens eloquence
In one sentence you herald, the mourner's woes from his grieving chant

2. Why is this? We're in sorrow, for one who brought Arabs success is gone
In Jamal what a nation, history raised after its essence withdrawn

3. Revolutions' dawn in every Arab blood, that aspires good in the courtyard
Alas we have cried a while, a period that inflamed pain in the senses

4. We stumbled in wishes and hopes, and lost O object of desire, his grace
Where is the heart that long cared for us? That fought evil and acted in grace

5. A doer for Arabs for a better tomorrow, bringing good and refusing comfort
O God this is affliction, that scattered thoughts and guided from steadiness

6. But patience leads a strike, that arms thought a weapon from its weapons
What can we do in absence? For Jamal so we renew what he enabled

7. O Arab people proud, awake from sleep and renew in your openness
All who crave and seek regression, to a past that no more heals its wounds

8. And traditions that have with habit, become burdensome on the path to prosperity
Strike feudalism until you end it, and build a great edifice and rejoice in its success

9. And the moneyed people do not pity them, grant money to those who found no comfort
And share it equally a partnership, that does justice to workers after their struggle

10. In a "socialist" system for us, that promotes development seeking to topple
The "bourgeois" system that caused, the starvation of workers by what it allowed

11. And slaughter the parasites entirely, leave not even a wing remaining
So you purify or establish a revolution, forcibly uprooting the permissiveness

12. And with this we rise in might, that defeats injustice and brings life openly
The people's city on 17/11/1970