1. Your jihad is victory, it would not be spoiled
And your sword is shade, no sun diminishes it

2. You have done justice to your time in days it comprises
With glory from you, and no day do you single out

3. So ecstasy in God wears it out and creates it
And the sword in God boils it and makes it cheap

4. Resolute intentions for the sake of God sincere
And no resolution did you deliver that you do not perfect

5. Jealousy seized it, protecting it the perception
So the shade of obeying it with the sword he refines