1. Damascus, the swords of your sons did not grow dull
Those that demolished the thrones of kings

2. Their scabbards returning the ring of Damascus’s swords
So their ring is the freedom of the owned

3. Justice and equity flowed from their blades
So the sultan humbled himself to the plebeians

4. Damascus, O Fragrant One, you were a queen
And the fortunes of the people of earth were in your hands

5. And every land got a share of your beauty
And the beauty of all lands is in your company

6. With a glory, you reveal its stars
And the universe is your throne and the people your storyteller

7. The glory of Rome or Athens is not like it
So walk tall as they envy you

8. O mother of Syria and sister of Baghdad who embraced Islam
How many times were you glorified by your adorers

9. They cautioned you, O beautiful one, and passion
Burns in every soul that remembers your past

10. In the custody of generations is what you entrusted
Of the greatest deeds in your valley

11. Your cold is a mirror and history together
Of the beauty and glory that elevates you

12. Your songs adorned the flirtatious and the wealthy
And their eyelids spare them from fatigue to sing your praise

13. And people around you are a whirling halo
With their majesty and money they came to you

14. You were great and generous on high
And that is why they feared or loved you

15. Beauty and benevolence are in you, so who, if
You are terrified, does not weep for you or eulogize you

16. Indeed the sacrifices in your love are many
So remember what was in Yarmouk

17. God is pleased with the martyrdom of youths
Who veiled you with their eyes and hearts

18. Your noble Arab sons volunteered
And exhausted themselves to restore or redeem you

19. When the roar of cannons turned severe
With their swords and blades they protected you

20. They only unsheathed swords and only quenched their thirst
With them in the tightly knit squadron

21. They were created white as they were created for it
Prey, so the strike of their swords is enough for you

22. The sun rises from the gloom of its sheaths
And sets in the battered enemy crowd

23. And fire flashes in the tips of their lances
So you knew them when they made you known

24. They are to the evil eye, the malicious tongues, and fatigue
Whoever wanted to torment you suffers

25. Their blood flowed for you, so show sympathy
With a greeting for the youth who sacrifice themselves for you

26. The tears of mothers watered its branches
How similar is the flowing to the poured

27. O mother, blood is interceding
So our blood and souls call upon you

28. If their sacrifice does not satisfy you
Tell us, by God, what satisfies you

29. And when you crush the blacks and Franks do not
Forget those who supported you against the enemy

30. With their money, souls, and feelings
They gave and we protect you without giving you

31. The brutal attacked your protector when they knew
No weapon protects you among your sons

32. How often under blades and spears
They bowed to your horses after betraying you

33. Were not their countries made its battlefield
And their thrones loads for whoever carried you

34. Those swords broke and scattered
Those ranks upon the swords of your people

35. Neither the hands that struck with it weakened
By God those were shocking blows that cook you

36. The mountains of Syria witnessed some of its horrors
That saddened the world that cries for you

37. I sincerely and confidently love you
My soul melts upon touching you if they expose you

38. And if they tore your veil with spears
I would not say they belittled you, but worshipped you

39. And if they forcibly took your strongholds
I would not say they took you, but made the Hajj pilgrimage to you

40. And if they dwelt in your palaces for a period
I would not say they settled you but visited you

41. Farewell, how often did a lover say to his darling
Or his sister: O gazelle, they guarded you

42. With which sword do you strike their necks
Your grandfather’s or your father’s sword

43. From the battle of Yarmouk or Hattin they took
Radiance like the smile upon you

44. Are your eyes, or their sharpness, more conclusive, or what
Ruled people with their fall, confused you

45. Or is not al-Khansa’ your sister, so smile
At her imagination, it is what guides you

46. She called to him saying: A secret, return, so say
I have endured the affliction of the brave, your brother

47. Come let us vow to our mother
The land of Syria, we die to revive you

48. By God your wounds will not remain bleeding
By God your revenge will not be neglected

49. What can we say when our farewell saw you
With crying smiles and laughing tears

50. How similar are girls to boys, O
Fragrant One, when your caller calls upon you

51. Their hearts and their hearts are great
Those hearts the catastrophes make you avoid

52. This is Salah al-Din extending his shade
So his bones in his grave protect you

53. Do not despair, tomorrow his place will be taken
By a hero with the sharpness of his sword that heals you

54. So the earth shakes at the galloping of his horse
And he will be the savior of our kingdom who delivers you

55. Damascus, the truth will one day prevail
And God will make stumble whoever wanted you

56. Do not worry no matter how great their army grows
You will see how the rooster's death shall be