يا قاسم العلياء يا

حلف العلى وأنيسها

O Qasim Al Aliya, oath of the high and its companion

You are the one who if the leaders were counted would be their leader

أنت الذي ان عدّت

الرؤساء كنت رئيسها

If happiness arose and its suns shone upon you

This is the young man of Al Aliya, Isa, who borrowed its suns

ان السعادة اطلعت

وجلت عليك شموسها

The saplings of his love thrived and affection watered their shoots

I feared for love that discord would taint its cups

هذا فتى العلياء عيسى

المستلين شموسها

So turn to us before wars flare up and their turmoil

طابت مغارس وده

وسقى الوداد غروسها

اني خشيت على المود

ة ان يشوب كؤوسها

فاعطف علينا قبل ان

تذكي الحروب وطيسها