1. The passion of youth, though tormenting, is meant for realizing ambitions
God is greatest! Youth bears the cross

2. For leering eyes, their veil is modesty
God is greatest! Glorious is youth

3. Filled with beauty, charm and grace
The nation relying on their right does not despair

4. With youth, defenders wear their armor
The honor of the nation's glory is in debt to the youth

5. For the youth's loyalty fulfills all trusts
Patience has gone, hasten to your goals

6. The genius of youth laments its slowness
Crown of the peninsula, cradle of your ancestors

7. Destiny has let its banners fall
It complains while you listen, so what ails it?

8. Its complaints remain unanswered
I weep for the peninsula and what the enemy desires

9. And my tears did not stop its raids
When the sorrowful cry and there is no poet

10. Poetry articulates what their tears express
The breezes of fertile Lebanon are sick

11. And the peninsula's protection is in its pleasant breeze
The sands of fertile Syria yearn

12. And its peaks love your green slopes
It complains of its wounds to its enemies

13. Where is the cure when the wound inflictors are the healers?
Alas! The claimant will not succeed in this cause

14. While the opponents are the judges on day of judgement
The small homeland is lost with multitudes

15. Of religions, dynasties and languages
And for every arrogant person who forgot its misery

16. I wish the news of his death had come early
I pray for the dispersal of nations, so I hate

17. The religion and piety of his prayers
Biting the shackles, does his escape not tire you?

18. After today, no doctrine will demolish
The shrine of Arabism which youth built

19. I worshipped God, not His hell
In my view, essence of piety is its secret, not its heavens

20. Reason led me to Him, not His Qur'an
Nor the verse of The Greatest nor His Torah

21. Religion is the religion of love, so it is my doctrine
Even if it has few worshippers in the East

22. I read the horizons as a scripture descended
What a wonderful scripture its verses of stars

23. When prostrating towards the house of Arabism
It is not its summit or plain I aim for

24. Some names of Arabism: its cedars
On days of pride: the Nile and Euphrates

25. The grove brimming with beautiful wild plants
Why would it mind variations in its flowers?

26. It suffices me if I mention its chanters and people
The poetry of Shabab and Al-Ghoutah’s narrators

27. I am an ember revived, my soul filled
With the ambitions of youth stirred by whims

28. They were intoxicated as I recited the pride of my poems
For it is the purified nectar of their first sips

29. They said “It is new!” I said “who are its supporters?”
The pen of the wise one is its best critique

30. In it there is coquetry, I will not say something base
Some coyness makes beauty coyness

31. And I see the old turn its virtues
So they are lost between its sins and virtues

32. Do not leave women unsmoothed
A nation’s spirit is the mirror of its youth