1. My homeland Syria, does it have defenders
Or a shrine for the miserable stranger?

2. If I do not see there an Arab flag
I say: Oh heart, despair!

3. O visitor, stand by Atnah
Then ask about the fate of the miserable

4. The glory of the kingdom and the joy of the homeland
Vanished between morning and evening

5. Syria was inhabited by the wise people
And those who seized it violently became chiefs

6. We have watered the land with tears and blood
And sacrificed the most precious souls

7. How can one not spend life in sorrow or regret
After those dear imaginations

8. Good were the past days when we were in them
Complaining and blaming angrily

9. The young lad who aspires to it grieves
And says: The Turks were merciful

10. The foreigner unleashed his hordes upon us
So we saw the worst of oppressors from him

11. The command was taken and the authority went
So we became prey for the vicious predator

12. If he saw the complainers, he showed stubbornness
And he is deaf in sensing the agony

13. The filthy Jews muddied the Jordan
And walked joyfully on its banks

14. They trampled the hilltops and the prairies
So we cried and they rejoiced happily

15. The truth perished by the lies of the witnesses
And they have a saying that wounded like a sword

16. They humiliated the Arab Muslim
For a despicable fierce Jew

17. He squeezed him in Al-Aqsa Mosque
As he squeezed Jesus in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre

18. The cowardly treacherous Jew
Killed with the Englishman’s weapons

19. Behind him the dense capable army
That severed the rope that united us

20. The roaring negligent lion fell
So the cunning fox and wolf went wild

21. Who shall help a people who wronged themselves
And walked in ignorance towards death

22. If they complained to the oppressors of agony
They were treated with the blades of guards

23. Ask the meadows of the Barda valley about their beauty
And ask the gardens about their flowers

24. The wilderness was too narrow for the great misfortunes
And the French on its rivers

25. They violated the purity of the wilderness and the breeze
And the villains quenched their thirst from its purity

26. Its atmosphere because of their injustice darkened
And spirits were burdened by mourning

27. They wronged the truth and trampled the sacred
And indulged in the pleasures of wine

28. Our soldiers were martyred with patience and passion
For the nation's flag that gave us shade

29. We are slain between tyranny and ardour
As we recall the era that exalted us

30. So many martyrs in it became greatest
But for whom the chest of the council was confined

31. So you see the bereaved women bewailing the widow
Where a female ape frolics in silk

32. The foreigner terrified the girls of the Arabs
In gardens and palaces housing them

33. How much the Syrian saw during escape
A maiden calling upon her mother

34. His heart split with the intensity of horror
When he saw the rose whose bud was plucked

35. Whoever saw her tears and smile
In a pure veil that was not touched

36. Said I sacrifice pearls or stars
That appeared on a necklace or bracelet

37. Tell the foreigner who takes pride in himself
Lighten your tread on this soil

38. Whose scent is a fragrant breeze to me
And the memory of glory brings me joy

39. My homeland Syria, in it is passion
I am an Arab so long live the Arabs!

40. O my Syrian brother, and woes are deep
Be with the solemn, a comrade of the solemn

41. And if fate is kind and smiling
Be with the wise, a companion of the wise

42. The Romans destroyed the Arabs’ edifices
They built them with hearts and relics

43. What heart does not have wounds in it
More bloody than the wounds of the sensitive

44. So souls tear from the passion of Mecca
And call the children of guidance from Arafat

45. You shall see around the edifice nations
Complaining in the darkness of attire

46. Maybe the East will warm up and ignite
From the fervor of the soul and heat of breath