1. From your open door to the sun
I quench my day with yesterday's tale

2. And to my tomorrow that passes without anxiety
My heart knows its path, and so does my soul

3. With you my voice celebrates when
The lips of poetry speak, and my whisper celebrates

4. O al-Aqsa Mosque, I see you atop
The clouds, and you are in Al-Quds

5. I see you the dawn light brightening
And I see you a full moon when it darkens

6. And I see you in the mouth of morning, dew
Yearning to it from the roots of trees

7. I see you in my heart, even if they
Raised their walls, I see you in my senses

8. O al-Aqsa Mosque, I see you in
The face of truth without any doubt

9. Do not despair of the state of our nation
No matter how much misery you see in it

10. For my nation from its religion has peaks
With which it remains high holding its head

11. If a group from it has harmed it
And led it to misfortune

12. They filled its cup of setbacks
So it was saturated with the bitterness of the cup

13. And they defiled themselves by embracing an usurper
Disregarding the lessons learned

14. So it will soon raise the dress of its chastity
From the abode of sins and filth

15. O Masjid of Al Isra, O lips
That call to our five prayers

16. You are still greater than their conspiracy
No matter how long the detention lasts

17. Do not despair of them, for they will only stand
On the edges of desperation

18. How much they proclaimed their Arabism
And for it held the wedding ceremony

19. And how much they strove towards the enemy, without
Consciousness, opinion or intuition

20. Say, O Aqsa, to those who are deluded:
Do the branches resort to the axe?

21. Say to Arabism in its attachment
To illusion, distortion and plotting:

22. I see no honor for my Arabism
In the war of rabbits and frown

23. The honor of Arabism is to walk in
The voice of the call to prayer and the verse of The Throne