1. يا أمتي يا عصبة الأمم

    لا تغضبي يا ثلج مِنْ ضَرَمي

    O my nation, O League of Nations,

    Do not be angry, O snow, at my blaze.

  2. لا تغضبي ويدي معطَّلَةٌ

    أَنْ أقذِفَ اللعناتِ ملءَ فمي

    Do not be angry, while my hand is powerless,

    that I hurl curses by the mouthful.

  3. وعلامَ تُغضِبُ حكمةٌ تَعِساً

    خَزيانَ محكوماً من القِدَمِ ؟

    And why should wisdom anger a wretch,

    disgraced, subjugated since time immemorial?

  4. بل ما يضيرُ القدحُ في حجر ؟

    بل ما يثير الشحمُ في الوَرَمِ ؟

    But what harm can disparagement do to a stone?

    But what can fat stir in a swelling?

  5. يا سوء حظِّ دُميً مرقَّصةٍ

    يُلهى بها وتُداسُ بالقَدَمِ

    Oh, the ill fortune of puppets made to dance,

    played with and trampled underfoot.

  6. إني لاسألُ " قادةً " أُذُناً

    يتخارسون بحجَّةِ الصَّمَمِ

    Indeed, I ask the "leaders" for an ear,

    who feign muteness on the pretext of deafness.

  7. فيمَ الحياة تُرى إذا عَرِيَتْ

    من أخذ ثَأرِ عن دمٍ بِدَمِ ؟

    What is life for, one wonders, if it is stripped

    of exacting vengeance for blood with blood?

  8. وإذا النفوس هوت إلى الرمم ؟

    وإذا الأُنوفُ خَلَتْ من الشَممِ

    And if souls have sunk to decayed remains?

    And if noses are devoid of pride,

  9. لمَ الرجالُ وفي الحريم غنى

    فيما استُبيح لهم من الحُرُمِ ؟

    why have men, when the womenfolk suffice

    for the inviolable things made lawful to them?

  10. ما أقبح الأصنامَ ليس لها

    دَعَةُ الرضى والصمتِ في الصَّنمِ

    How ugly are idols that lack

    the repose of contentment and silence found in an idol.

  11. يتفرَّجون على مقابحهم !

    إذ يدَّعون محاسن الشِّيمِ

    They look on at their own ugly deeds!

    While they claim fine qualities of character.

  12. في " ليبيا " حِمَمٌ وعندهمُ

    ما شاءت الشهواتُ من حِممِ

    In Libya there is lava, while they have

    whatever lava their lusts desire.

  13. أفيذبحُ الطفلُ الرضيعُ بها

    وهمُ لمن ذبحوه كالخدمِ !

    Is the suckling child, then, slaughtered there,

    while they are like servants to those who slaughtered him?!

  14. اللَّهمَّ عفوكَ إنني بَرِمٌ

    ولقد يُدَسُّ الظلمُ في البَرَمِ

    O God, Your pardon: I am exasperated,

    and injustice may indeed be concealed in exasperation.

  15. فلئِن تعابَثَتِ الجيوشُ بهم

    فلديهمُ جيشٌ من الكَلَمِ

    For if armies have toyed with them,

    then they have an army of words.