حذَّرتُه لو يَنفَعُ التَّحذيرُ
لكن كذا يَجني الرُّدى مَغرُورُ
I warned him, though warning is useless,
Thus does the deluded reap adversity.
وكذا يُلاقي الآثمونَ جزاءهُم
وكذا على الباغي الزَّمانُ يَدورُ
Thus do the wicked meet their punishment,
Thus does time bring ruin on the unjust.
وبَغَى وما التَّاريخُ يَحفَظُ مِثلَه
بَغياً يُلاقي ويلَهُ المَغمورُ
He was insolent as history records none other,
Insolence which the overwhelmed comes to rue.
كنَّا وكانَ الكُلُّ مِنَّا آمِناً
في سِربِه والعَيشُ منه غَضيرُ
We all lived in security, each of us
In his flock, and life was verdant.
لا شملُنا مُتَصَدِّعٌ لا نَومنا
مُتَقَطِّعٌ لا قَلبُنا مَذعورُ
Neither was our unity fragmented, nor was our sleep
Disturbed, nor were our hearts perturbed
حتى دَهانا ما دَهى المَغمورَ مِن
سَيلٍ له بِمَصائِبٍ تَفجيرُ
Until what befell the overwhelmed, from a torrent
Of disasters bursting forth, afflicted us.
ما ذنبُ أطفالٍ وذنبُ عَجائِزٍ
في الدُّورِ دُكَّت فَوقهُنَّ الدُّورُ
What was the fault of children and old women
In homes collapsed upon them?
ما كان أغنَى الآثِمينَ وحِزبَهُم
عمَّا جَنَوهُ ومالَهُ الدُّورُ
How did the wealth of the wicked and their party
Avail them, when ruin befell their homes?
دعهُم يَذوقوا الآنَ شَرَّ فِعالهِم
فَجزاءُ أفعالِ الشُّرورِ شُرورُ
Let them now taste the evil of their deeds;
The requital of evil acts is further evil.
فأسِيرهُم لم يُغنِ عنهُ قَتيلُهمُ
وقَتيلُهم لم يُغنِ عنهُ أسيرُ
Their captive was of no avail when their slain
Perished, nor did their slain avail when captive.
كم نازحٍ عَن أهلِه وبِلادِه
قد ساقَهُ لِهَلاكِه المَقدُورُ
How many a refugee from his family and homeland
Has ruin predestined and led to perdition.
ألأسرَ والتَّقتيلَ كان نَصيبُه
ولِشَعبِه التَّخريبُ والتَّدميرُ
Captivity and slaughter was his fate,
And for his people, destruction and devastation.
يا يومَ تونسَ هل سَتُخبِرُنا بِمَا
شاهَدته فالقَولُ منكَ كَثيرُ
O day of Tunis, will you tell us what
You witnessed? For much can you recount.
كيفَ الأفارقةُ القَساوِرَةُ الأُلَى
يَعلو لهم يومَ اللِّقاءِ زَئيرُ
How the valiant Africans, when battle raged,
Raised their fierce and wild cry!
صدق الَّذِي بالقومِ قد ناداهُمُ
فالقُوم هُم والغَيرُ قَومٌ بورُ
True is He who called them a folk
While others are but a folk inept and void.
عادوا لَنا مَرفوعةً أعلامُ نص
رِهِمُ وذَيلُ فَخارِهِم مَجرورُ
They returned to us with banners of victory held high
And the tails of their glorious steeds dragged low.
عادوا وكُلُّ حَقيبَةٍ ملأى من أس
لابِ العِدا وَوِطابُهُم مَعمورُ
They returned, their bags filled with arms
Of the foe, while their resolve remained firm.
وغُزاةُ جَيشِ فَرَنسةَ الأحرارُ مَن
لَهُمُ بَدا يومَ الفَخارِ ظُهورُ
The warriors of France's free army, they
Whose valor the day of glory brought to light.
بَذَلوا نُفوسَهُمُ ضَحِيَّةَ واجبٍ
لم يَثنِ مِن عَزماتِهِم تَحذيرُ
They sacrificed themselves out of obligation
Undeterred by any warning of risk.
غاياتُهم تحَريرُ أوطانٍ لَهُم
فدَنا إلى أوطانِهِم تَحريرُ
Their goal being the liberation of lands
So liberation drew near their lands.
مُتَلَهِّفينَ لِيَومِ فَصلٍ حاسِمٍ
يُبدونَ فيه ما تُكِنُّ صُدورُ
Eager for a decisive day of justice
When their resolve would be made known.
عادوا وفي ساحِ الوَغى مَكتوبَةٌ
لَهُمُ مِنَ الشَّرَفِ الرَّفيعِ سُطورُ
They returned, the annals of war writ
With lines of sublime honor for them.
عادوا لنا وصُدورُهم مَثلوجَةٌ
فَرَحاً وصَدرُ عَدُوِّهم مَحرورُ
They returned to us, their chests filled
With joy, while the breasts of their foes simmered.
قًُل لِلعَدُوِّ ولم يُشاهِد من قِوى ال
حُلَفاءِ بَحراً بالسِّلاَح يَمورُ
Say to the foe who saw no glimpse of allied
Arms surging like a raging sea:
سَل جَيشَكَ المَكسورَ عَنهم في الوَغى
يُخبِرك عنهم جَيشُك المَكسورُ
Ask your broken army about them in battle,
Your broken army will tell you about them.
بدءُ انتصارٍ ذا وكُلُّ بِدايةٍ
شُكِرَت فإنَّ خِتامَها مَشكورُ
The start of a victory, and every beginning
Is thanked, for its conclusion will be praised.
قلنا الهَناءُ به انتِصارا مثلما
قد عَمَّهُم ويلٌ به وثُبورُ
We declared, congratulations on a victory
That encompassed them, while woe and ruin encompassed the others.
حاشا لِمَغرِبِنا يذوقُ رَزِيَّةً
ومَليكُنا المَحبوبُ فيه أميرُ
Far be it from our Morocco to taste calamity!
May our beloved king reign there as prince!
النَّصرُ مُقتِرنٌ بِطَلعَتِه فَدا
مَ أميرُنا ومَليكُنا المَنصورُ
Victory is linked to his rising, so may
Our prince and king remain victorious!
