كأنَّ كَتائِبَ البَاغينَ حَزْن

كأنَّ كَتائِبَ البَاغينَ حَزْن

وبأسُ المُرتَضى ريح الشَّمالِ

وبأسُ المُرتَضى ريح الشَّمالِ

The rebels’ battalions are like rugged ground,

As if battalions of tyrants were sorrow

and al-Murtada’s might like the north wind.

And the might of the Chosen One was the north wind

أتَوْا جَهْلاً وَهُم نَقدٌ فأَلْفُوا

أتَوْا جَهْلاً وَهُم نَقدٌ فأَلْفُوا

أسُوداً أعْدَمَتْهُم في الصّيالِ

أسُوداً أعْدَمَتْهُم في الصّيالِ

They came in ignorance, small sheep that they were, and encountered

They came in ignorance while being ready cash, so they bonded

lions that annihilated them in the onslaught.

With the pitch-black darkness that destroyed them in the twilight

فَيا شَرق الفَضاءِ بِهم شُروقاً

فَيا شَرق الفَضاءِ بِهم شُروقاً

ويا لِزَوالِهِم عِنْدَ الزَّوالِ

ويا لِزَوالِهِم عِنْدَ الزَّوالِ

Oh, how the open expanse choked with them at sunrise,

Oh East of the skyline, with them are sunrises

and oh, how they vanished at noon!

And with their decline at sunset

أمَا وَحَياةِ يَحيَى مَا وَقَتْهُم

أمَا وَحَياةِ يَحيَى مَا وَقَتْهُم

مِن المَوْتِ المَواضِي والعَوالِي

مِن المَوْتِ المَواضِي والعَوالِي

Indeed, by Yahya’s life, they were not protected

By the life of Yahya, when has their time

from death by keen swords and tall lances.

Saved them from death, the meadows and highlands?

نَحا ظُلَمَ الضّلالَة مِنْهُ بَرْقٌ

نَحا ظُلَمَ الضّلالَة مِنْهُ بَرْقٌ

أحَدَّتْهُ القَبَائِل مِن هلالِ

أحَدَّتْهُ القَبَائِل مِن هلالِ

A lightning flash from him struck at the darkness of misguidance,

The darkness of misguidance was lit up by a lightning bolt

honed by the tribes of Hilal.

Made sharp by the tribes from the crescent moon

أمَاجِدُ بينَ أنْسابٍ قِصَارٍ

أمَاجِدُ بينَ أنْسابٍ قِصَارٍ

تَفَاخُرُهم وبَيْن قَناً طوالِ

تَفَاخُرُهم وبَيْن قَناً طوالِ

Noble men: between short lineages

The glories between short lineages

and long spears lies their pride.

Boasting among them and the tall spear