هُناhere وَطَنيmy homeland فِلَسْطينُPalestine
هُنا وَطَني فِلَسْطينُ
وقُدْسُand Jerusalem اللهِof God لِيfor me دِينْa faith
وقُدْسُ اللهِ لِي دِينْ
Here is my homeland, Palestine.
And Jerusalem is my faith
And God's Jerusalem is my faith.
Its Arabness is on my body
عُروبَتُهاher Arabness عَلَىupon جَسَديmy body
عُروبَتُها عَلَى جَسَدي
وفِيand in عَيْنَيَّmy eyes تَكْوينُformation
وفِي عَيْنَيَّ تَكْوينُ
Her Arabness is upon my body,
And in my eyes its entity
And within my eyes it takes shape.
And I have in my pronunciation of "D" the pulse of blood
وليand I have فيin الضَّادḍād (the Arabic tongue) نَبْضُa pulse دَمٍof blood
ولي في الضَّاد نَبْضُ دَمٍ
إذاwhen تَرْوِيnarrate الشَّرايِينُthe arteries
إذا تَرْوِي الشَّرايِينُ
And in the tongue of ḍād I have a pulse of blood,
When it irrigates the veins
When the arteries tell their tale.
I am the Arab, I have ancestry
أناI العَرَبِيُّthe Arab ليI have نَسَبٌa lineage
أنا العَرَبِيُّ لي نَسَبٌ
نَقِيُّpure الوَجْهِof countenance مَأْمونُtrustworthy
نَقِيُّ الوَجْهِ مَأْمونُ
I am the Arab; I have a lineage,
Of pure face, secured
Pure of countenance and trustworthy.
And I have a heart full of passion
وليand I have قَلْبٌa heart عَلَىupon شَغَفٍpassion
ولي قَلْبٌ عَلَى شَغَفٍ
بِحُبِّwith love for الأَهْلِkin مَفْتونُenraptured
بِحُبِّ الأَهْلِ مَفْتونُ
And I have a heart full of passion,
Infatuated with the love of its people
Enraptured by love for my kin.
And the veins are full homeland
ومِلْءُand the fill of عُروقِهِits veins وَطَنٌa homeland
ومِلْءُ عُروقِهِ وَطَنٌ
لَهُمْfor them بِالْوُدِّwith affection مَسْكونُinhabited
لَهُمْ بِالْوُدِّ مَسْكونُ
And a homeland fills its veins,
Inhabited with affection
Inhabited by affection for them.
We have a house built in dreams
لَناwe have بَيْتٌa house عَلَىupon حُلُمٍa dream
لَنا بَيْتٌ عَلَى حُلُمٍ
ومِنْand from أَجْسادِناour bodies الطِّينُthe clay
ومِنْ أَجْسادِنا الطِّينُ
We have a house upon a dream,
And from our bodies its clay
And from our bodies comes the clay,
So no one stays without homeland
فلاso not يَبْقَىremains بِلاwithout وَطَنٍa homeland
فلا يَبْقَى بِلا وَطَنٍ
غَريبُa stranger الدَّارِof abode مَحْزونُsorrowful
غَريبُ الدَّارِ مَحْزونُ
So there shall not remain without a homeland
The stranger of the house, sad
A sorrowful stranger far from home.
And the sound of their return rises:
ويَعْلوand rises صَوْتُthe voice عَوْدَتِهِمْof their return :
ويَعْلو صَوْتُ عَوْدَتِهِمْ :
رَجَعْناwe have returned ياO فِلَسْطِينُPalestine !
رَجَعْنا يا فِلَسْطِينُ !
And the cry of their return rises:
We have returned, O Palestine!
We have returned, O Palestine!
Partial English translation: 17 of 18 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1