مَتَىwhen يَنْجَلِيclears away هَذَاthis السَّحَابُthe cloud المُخَيَّمْoverhanging
مَتَى يَنْجَلِي هَذَا السَّحَابُ المُخَيَّمْ
وَيُقْشِعُand clears away عَنَّاfrom us ظِلُّهُits shadow المُتَجَهِّمُscowling
وَيُقْشِعُ عَنَّا ظِلُّهُ المُتَجَهِّمُ
When will this overhanging cloud clear,
When will this looming cloud disperse
And its scowling shadow lift from us,
And its brooding shadow lift from us
فَنَسْطَعَso we may shine شَمْسُthe sun الْحَقِّtruth مِلْءَfilling سَمَائِهَاits sky
فَنَسْطَعَ شَمْسُ الْحَقِّ مِلْءَ سَمَائِهَا
وَتَطْلُعَand may rise فِيin لَيلِthe night of الأَبَاطِيلِfalsehoods أَنْجُمُstars
وَتَطْلُعَ فِي لَيلِ الأَبَاطِيلِ أَنْجُمُ
So the sun of truth may shine, filling its sky,
So the sun of truth can shine full in the sky
And stars rise in the night of falsehoods?
And stars emerge in the night of falsehoods
إِذَاif نَحْنُwe لَمَّhave not نَسْأُمْwe tire of أَضَالِيْلَdelusions جَهْلِنَاour ignorance
إِذَا نَحْنُ لَمَّ نَسْأُمْ أَضَالِيْلَ جَهْلِنَا
فَإِنَّthen surely رَزَايَاcalamities السَّيْفِthe sword وَالنَّارِand the fire تُسْأَمُare wearied of
فَإِنَّ رَزَايَا السَّيْفِ وَالنَّارِ تُسْأَمُ
If we have not tired of the delusions of our ignorance,
When we have not tired of our ignorance
Then surely the calamities of sword and fire are wearisome.
Though we tire of the torments of sword and fire
بَنِيsons of الشَّرْقِthe East إِنَّindeed الْجَهْلَignorance أَعْدَىmost hostile of عُدَاتِنَاour enemies
بَنِي الشَّرْقِ إِنَّ الْجَهْلَ أَعْدَى عُدَاتِنَا
بَدَارِhasten! عَلَيْهِagainst it تَغْنَمُواyou will gain أَوْor فَتَسْلَمُواand so you will be safe
بَدَارِ عَلَيْهِ تَغْنَمُوا أَوْ فَتَسْلَمُوا
Sons of the East, ignorance is our fiercest enemy.
Children of the East! Ignorance is our greatest foe
Hasten against it: you will prevail or find safety.
With it dwell or be conquered, however you deem
هُوَit الغَاشِمُthe ruthless tyrant السَّاطِيthe assailant عَلَيْنَاagainst us يُبِيدُنَاit destroys us
هُوَ الغَاشِمُ السَّاطِي عَلَيْنَا يُبِيدُنَا
هُوَit الآثِمُthe sinner المَشَّاءُthe roamer فِينَاamong us يُقَسِّمُit divides
هُوَ الآثِمُ المَشَّاءُ فِينَا يُقَسِّمُ
It is the ruthless tyrant that assails us and destroys us.
It is the oppressor lording over us, destroying us
It is the sinner roaming among us, dividing us.
The sinner wandering among us, dividing us
أَلَيْسَis it not بِغُبْنٍan injustice أَنْthat نَكُونَwe should be جُنُودَهُits soldiers
أَلَيْسَ بِغُبْنٍ أَنْ نَكُونَ جُنُودَهُ
فِيَلْبَثَso it remains وَهْوَwhile it is الْحَاكِمُthe ruler المُتَحَكِّمُthe domineering master
فِيَلْبَثَ وَهْوَ الْحَاكِمُ المُتَحَكِّمُ
Is it not an injustice that we should be its soldiers,
Is it not an injustice that we are its troops
So it remains the ruler, the domineering master?
While it remains the ruler and arbitrator?
بِلادَland of الأَنَاضُولِAnatolia الْحَزِينَةَsorrowful إِنَّنِيindeed I
بِلادَ الأَنَاضُولِ الْحَزِينَةَ إِنَّنِي
عَلَيْكِto you بِقَلْبِيwith my heart مِنْfrom بَعِيدٍafar أُسَلِّمُI send greetings
عَلَيْكِ بِقَلْبِي مِنْ بَعِيدٍ أُسَلِّمُ
O sorrowful land of Anatolia, I
Wounded Anatolia, truly I
Greet you from afar with my heart.
Send you from afar all my love
جِرَاحُكِyour wounds فِيin أَكْبَادِنَاour livers وَجِرَاحُنَاand our wounds
جِرَاحُكِ فِي أَكْبَادِنَا وَجِرَاحُنَا
بِهَاthrough them المَجْدُglory يَدْمَىbleeds وَالعُلَىand greatness تَتَأَلَّمُsuffers
بِهَا المَجْدُ يَدْمَى وَالعُلَى تَتَأَلَّمُ
Your wounds are in our vitals, and our wounds—
Your wounds in our hearts and our wounds
Through them glory bleeds, and greatness suffers.
With them glory bleeds and exaltation suffers
وَخَطْبُكِand your calamity إِنَّeven if يَعْظُمْgrows great فَإِنْthen surely الَّذِيthat which دَهَىbefell
وَخَطْبُكِ إِنَّ يَعْظُمْ فَإِنْ الَّذِي دَهَى
جَمَاعَتَنَاour community بَيْنَamong الْجَمَاعَاتِthe communities أَعْظَمُis greater
جَمَاعَتَنَا بَيْنَ الْجَمَاعَاتِ أَعْظَمُ
And though your calamity be great, what has befallen
Your plight is grave, for what has brought low
Our community, among communities, is greater.
Our community among communities is the gravest
بَكَيْنَاwe wept شَبَاباًyoung men مِنْكِfrom you فِيin الأَمْنِsafety قُتِّلُواthey were slaughtered
بَكَيْنَا شَبَاباً مِنْكِ فِي الأَمْنِ قُتِّلُوا
فَكَانُواand they were حُصُوناًfortresses لِلبِلادِfor the land تُهَدَّمُare demolished
فَكَانُوا حُصُوناً لِلبِلادِ تُهَدَّمُ
We wept for your young men, slaughtered in safety,
We cried for the youth killed treacherously in your peace
And they were fortresses for the land, torn down.
They were fortresses for the nation, demolished
بَكَيْنَاwe wept عَذَارَىmaidens شَابَstained أَعْرَاضَهَاtheir honor دَمblood
بَكَيْنَا عَذَارَى شَابَ أَعْرَاضَهَا دَم
وَمَاتَتْand they died شَهِيدَاتٍas martyrs فَطَهَّرَهَاso it purified them دَمُblood
وَمَاتَتْ شَهِيدَاتٍ فَطَهَّرَهَا دَمُ
We wept for maidens whose honor was stained by blood,
We cried for maidens whose honor was stained with blood
And they died as martyrs; blood then purified them.
And died as martyrs, their purity cleansed by blood
بَكَيْنَاwe wept مِنَamong الأَطْفَالِthe children غُرَّradiant مَلائِكٍangels
بَكَيْنَا مِنَ الأَطْفَالِ غُرَّ مَلائِكٍ
أُبِيدُواthey were annihilated فَهُمْso they are لَحْمٌflesh شَتِيتٌscattered وَأَعْظُمُand bones
أُبِيدُوا فَهُمْ لَحْمٌ شَتِيتٌ وَأَعْظُمُ
We wept for children—radiant angels—
We cried for innocent angels of children
They were annihilated; now they are scattered flesh and bones.
Annihilated, they are scattered flesh and bones
رَزَايَاcalamities أَتَاهَاit wrought them الْجَهْلُignorance فَالجَهْلَso ignorance قَاتِلُواfight!
رَزَايَا أَتَاهَا الْجَهْلُ فَالجَهْلَ قَاتِلُوا
فَإِنْfor if تَجْمُدُواyou remain inert عُدْنَاwe shall return عَلَىto البَدْءِthe beginning فَاعْلَمُواso know!
فَإِنْ تَجْمُدُوا عُدْنَا عَلَى البَدْءِ فَاعْلَمُوا
Calamities wrought by ignorance—so fight ignorance;
Woes brought by ignorance - fight ignorance!
For if you stand idle, we shall return to the beginning—know this.
If you freeze, know we will recommence the fight
Sol 6.1