لِلّهِ دَرُّ الشُراةِ إِنَّهُمُ

إِذا الكَرى مالَ بِالطُلى أَرِقوا

For God's sake the young men are precious

When fate leans with adversity they stay up

يُرَجِّعونَ الحَنينَ آوِنَةً

وَإِن عَلى ساعَةً بِهِم شَهَقوا

They bring back yearning for an instant

And if for an hour with them you collapse

خَوفاً تَبينُ القُلوبُ واجِفَةً

تَكادُ عَنها الصُدورُ تَنفَلِقُ

Fearfully the hearts are seen shuddering

Almost from them the chests rupture

كَيفَ أُرَجّي الحَياةَ بَعدَهُم

وَقَد مَضى مُؤنِسيَّ فَاِنطَلَقوا

How do I expect life after them

When my companions have gone and departed

قَومٌ شِحاحٌ عَلى اِعتِقادِهِمُ

بِالفَوزِ مَمّا يُخافُ قَد وَثِقوا

A people stingy upon their belief

With triumph from what is feared they have trusted