ياO أُمَّتاmy mother أَفديكِI would sacrifice myself for you مِنas a أُمِّmother
يا أُمَّتا أَفديكِ مِن أُمِّ
أَشكوI complain إِلَيكِto you فَظاظَةَharshness الجَهمِal-Jahm
أَشكو إِلَيكِ فَظاظَةَ الجَهمِ
O my mother, I would give my life for you—what a mother you are!
O my motherland, I ransom you with my mother
I complain to you of al-Jahm’s harshness.
I complain to you of the coarseness of ignorance
قَدalready سُرِّحَhave been released الصِبيانُthe boys كُلُّهُمُall of them
قَد سُرِّحَ الصِبيانُ كُلُّهُمُ
وَبَقيتُand I remained مَحصوراًconfined بِلاwithout جُرمِan offense
وَبَقيتُ مَحصوراً بِلا جُرمِ
All the boys have been released,
The youth have all been set loose
And I remain confined, having done no wrong.
While I remain confined though innocent
Sol 6.1