هل ظلَّ منكِ لنَا حرفٌ وتنوينُ

هل ظلَّ منكِ لنَا حرفٌ وتنوينُ

‏أم ضعتِ منّا كما ضاعت فلَسطينُ؟

‏أم ضعتِ منّا كما ضاعت فلَسطينُ؟

Is there still left to us of you a letter and a tanwīn?

Do we still have a letter and a nunation mark left of you,

Or have you been lost to us, as Palestine was lost?

Or have you been lost to us, as Palestine was lost?

‏جيلٌ تَهمّشَ، ما ضاعت هويَّتهُ

‏جيلٌ تَهمّشَ، ما ضاعت هويَّتهُ

‏بل ضُيِّعت حينَ ضاعَ العزُّ والدينُ

‏بل ضُيِّعت حينَ ضاعَ العزُّ والدينُ

A generation was marginalized; its identity did not simply vanish—

A generation became marginalized; its identity was not lost,

rather, it was made to vanish when honor and faith were lost.

Rather, it was squandered when dignity and faith were lost.

‏لم يبقَ فينَا منَ الأمجادِ واحدةٌ

‏لم يبقَ فينَا منَ الأمجادِ واحدةٌ

‏ربّاهُ هل نحنُ إنسٌ أم شياطينُ!

‏ربّاهُ هل نحنُ إنسٌ أم شياطينُ!

Of all our former glories, not a single one remains.

Not a single glory remains among us.

O Lord, are we human beings—or devils?

O Lord, are we humans or devils?!

‏فسامحينا إذا احتُلت ثقافتنا

‏فسامحينا إذا احتُلت ثقافتنا

‏وأرجعينا إذا شقّت عناوينُ

‏وأرجعينا إذا شقّت عناوينُ

Forgive us, then, if our culture has gone awry,

So forgive us if our culture has been occupied,

and bring us back when labels have split us apart.

And bring us back if headlines tear us apart.

‏تناهشتنا القوى من كل ناحيةٍ

‏تناهشتنا القوى من كل ناحيةٍ

‏وحُوصرت في الرسومات،التلاوينُ

‏وحُوصرت في الرسومات،التلاوينُ

The powers have torn at us from every side,

The powers have torn at us from every side,

and the hues have been hemmed within drawings.

And the colors were besieged within the drawings.

‏موجوعة الضاد كم آسيتِ غربتنا

‏موجوعة الضاد كم آسيتِ غربتنا

‏فينا الجفاء وفيك العطف واللينُ

‏فينا الجفاء وفيك العطف واللينُ

Ḍād is wounded—how often you have consoled our exile;

O aching language of ḍād, how often you have soothed our estrangement!

in us is coldness, while in you are tenderness and gentleness.

In us is coldness, and in you, tenderness and gentleness.

‏مُدي يديك أعيدينا مراكبنا

‏مُدي يديك أعيدينا مراكبنا

‏فالليل عاتٍ وموج البحر مجنونُ

‏فالليل عاتٍ وموج البحر مجنونُ

Stretch out your hands; return us to our vessels,

Stretch out your hands; give us back our boats,

for the night is raging, and the sea’s waves are mad.

For the night is fierce, and the sea's waves are mad.