ياO عَينُeye جوديshed freely بِالدُموعِwith tears وَبِالدِماand with blood
يا عَينُ جودي بِالدُموعِ وَبِالدِما
أَسَفاًin sorrow عَلىfor عُلَمائِناour scholars أَهلَpeople of العَمَلِaction
أَسَفاً عَلى عُلَمائِنا أَهلَ العَمَلِ
O eye, shed tears and blood freely,
O my eyes, shed tears and blood
In sorrow for our scholars, people of action.
In grief for our scholars, the people of action
ماnot زالَceased سَيفُthe sword الحَتفِdeath يَنحوmoves toward نَحوَهُمtoward them
ما زالَ سَيفُ الحَتفِ يَنحو نَحوَهُم
حَتّىuntil اِنتَهىreached لِلرَأسِto the head وَاِنقَطَعَand was cut off الأَمَلِhope
حَتّى اِنتَهى لِلرَأسِ وَاِنقَطَعَ الأَمَلِ
The sword of death kept moving toward them,
The sword of death still inclines toward them
Until it reached the head and hope was cut off.
Until it has reached the head and hope is cut off
Sol 6.1