أَبْصَرَتْ مِنْ عُمْرِ الْمُخْتَارِ مَا أَثْرَوْا

عَنْهُ وَأَحْفَادِهِ صَارُوْخُهُمْ حَجَرٍ

She witnessed all the glories

I saw from Al-Mukhtar’s age the legacy they bore,

Of Al-Mukhtar's age and progeny

From him and his heirs, whose rocket is a stone.

الْحَامِلُوْنَ عَلَيَّ أَكْتَافِهِمْ لَهَبَا

يُفْنِيَ الْغُزَاةَ وَمَنْ فِيْ بَغْيِهِمْ فَجَرَوْا

Their rockets upon the enemies

Bearing upon their shoulders a burning flame,

Like burning stones cast in ferocity

To consume invaders and those who revel in tyranny.

رَأَيْتُ أَبْطَالِ (حِطِّيْنُ) امْتَطُوا شُهُبَا

طِفْلٌ الْحِجَارَةِ فِيْهَا الْضَّيْغَمُ الْحَذَرَ

Bearing on their shoulders flames

I saw the heroes of Hittin riding the shooting stars,

That destroy the invaders and those who rebelled

Where the child of the stone stands as a vigilant lion.

(فِيْ عَيْنٍ جَالُوْتَ )لِلْثُّوَّارِ وَثَبِّتْهُمْ

فِيْهَا الْكُمَاةُ لْجَيْشِ الْبَغْيُ قَدْ دَحَرُوْا

I saw the heroes of Hutayn mounted

At Ain Jalut, the revolutionaries held their ground,

Their spears, a child to the rocks runs for cover

There, the armored knights drove back the army of wrong.

وَفِيْ مَعَارِكَ أُخْرَي أَشْبِل وَثَبِّتْ

تَسْتَلْهِمُ الْغَيْبِ نَصْرا عَنْهُ مَا قَصَّرُوْا

In the eyes of Goliath for the revolutionaries stand firm

In other battles, the lion cubs sprang forth,

In it the forces, the tyranny they repelled

Seeking victory from the Unseen, never failing in their quest.

رَأَيْتُ فِيْهِمْ شَبَابا ثَائِرِيْنَ فُدِيَ

لَهُمْ نِضَالٌ بِهِ الَّاجْيَالْ تَفْتَخِرُ

Their heroes and steadfast victory unite them

I saw among them rebellious youth, ready to sacrifice,

Thousands to me loyally triumphant

Engaged in a struggle that makes the generations proud.

وَفِيْ كَتَائِبَ جُنْدٌ الْعَرَبِ أَلْوِيَةٍ

مُدَرَّعَاتِ وَفِيْ اعْماقَهُمْ وَطَرَ

Or like eagles swooped down on their prey

Among the battalions of Arab hosts are brigades,

Destroying tyranny leaving nothing behind

Armored in steel, yet bearing deep desire in their souls.

كَأَنَّهُمْ أَسَدٍ غَابَ فِيْ حَمَائِمِهُمْ

( طَيْرٍ الَابَابِيلَ ) لِلْاعْدَاءِ قَدْ حَصَرُوْا

They have positions they know

As if they are lions of the thicket within their sanctuaries,

When their fire blazes no shame deters them

Like Birds of Ababil, they have encircled the foe.

أَبْطَالَهُمْ وَثَبَاتَ الْنَّصْرُ تَجْمَعُهُمْ

(وَهُمْ أُلُوْفٌ) لَدَيَّ أَيْمَانُهُمْ ظُفُرٍ

Sacrificing their souls to defend their homelands

Heroes united by the steadfast promise of triumph,

Whether death comes from a usurper or a gang they ambushed

They represent thousands, with victory in their grasp.

أَوْ كَالَّنُّسُوْرِ قَدْ انْفَضَّتِ فِيالَّقَهَا

تُدَمِّرُ الْبَغْيُ لَاتُبَقِي وَلَا تَذَرُ

Their faces shine like the horizon at dawn

Or like eagles swooping down from the heights,

In them the pride for those who in my nation bowed

Destroying tyranny, leaving no trace behind.

لَهُمْ مَوَاقِعٌ بِاسْ يَعْرِفُوْنَ بِهَا

إِنَّ زَمْجَرَتْ نَارُهُمْ لَمْ يُعُرُّهُمْ خَوْرَ

Was not Omar Al-Mukhtar their mentor

They hold positions of valor for which they are renowned,

With the will even if the others were deluded?

When their fire roars, no weakness touches them.

يَفِدُوْنَ أَوْطَانِهِمْ بِالْرُّوْحِ فَجَرَهَا

مَوْتَا عَلَيَّ غَاصِبٌ أَوْ ثَلّةً غَدَرُوْا

You saw them in Jericho then Ghassan overcame them

They ransom their homelands with souls set ablaze,

They refuse to be defeated for truth is victorious

Bringing death to the usurper and the treacherous band.

وُجُوْهِهِمْ كُسِرَاجِ الْأَفْقِ سَاطِعَةٌ

فِيْهَا الْفَخَارِ لِمَنْ فِيْ امَّتِيْ فَخَرُّوا

And in Thoriyya Al-Quds cubs accustomed

Their faces shine like a lamp upon the horizon,

Neither victory nor triumph will disappoint them

Bearing pride for all in my nation who seek honor.

أَلَمْ يَكُنْ عُمَرُ الْمُخْتَارُ عِلْمُهُمْ

بِاسْ الْإِرَادَةِ إِنْ حُفَّتْ بِهَا الْغِيَرُ؟

Thoriyya rock supported them yesterday

Was not Omar al-Mukhtar their guiding banner,

For their souls to redeem they had vowed

With a will of iron, though calamities closed in?

رَأَيْتَهُمْ فِيْ (أَرِيْحَا) ثُمَّ غَزَتْهُمْ

يَأْبَوْنَ أَنْ يَقْهَرُوْا وَالْحَقُّ مُّنْتَصِرٌ

Warriors experienced in war

I saw them in Jericho, and when the invasion struck,

The bullets and rockets suicidal they confronted

Refusing to be subdued, for the Truth shall prevail.

وَفِيْ (ثَرِيٌّ الْقُدُسِ ) أَشْبَالِ مُعَوَّدَةٍ

أَلَا يُخَلِّ بِهَا نُصِرَ وَلَا ظُفْرٌ

Trained in knowledge and insight

On the soil of Jerusalem stand cubs, inured to the fight,

That from a wise sheikh vision they drew

Sworn never to forsake the path of victory.

كَانَ صَخْرٍ الْثَّرَيَّ أَمْسِيَ يُنَاصِرُهُمْ

إِذْ أَنَّهُمْ لِلفُديّ أَرْوَاحُهُمْ نَذَرَوَا

He plans the great strike targeting

The very rocks of the earth rose yesterday to aid them,

Fiery arrows upon the enemy unleashed

For they have vowed their souls to the sacred ransom.

مُنَاضِلُوْنَ لَهُمْ فِيْ الْحَرْبِ تَجْرِبَةٍ

تَعَنُوْا لَهَا الْبَيْضَ وَالَصَارُوخٍ يَنْتَحِرُ

Maneuvering for battle or attack

Warriors possessing the wisdom of war’s trial,

To avenge the enemies with faith they blasphemed

Before whom swords bow, and the rocket finds its mark.

مُدَرَّبُونَ عَلَيْ عِلْمٍ وَتَبْصِرَةً

تَسْتَلْهِمُ الْبَاسَ مِنْ شَيْخٍ لَهُ بَصَرُ

Storms of ferocious war swirled

Trained with knowledge and sharp insight,

To avenge, their flare never calmed

Drawing valor from a Sheikh possessed of true vision.

يَحْتَالُ لِلْضَّرْبَةِ الْكُبْرَيَ يُّصَوِّبُهَا

( شُوَاظٌ نَارٍ)عَلَيَّ الْأَعْدَاءِ يَسْتَعِرُ

The brigades of Al-Quds from Haifa aiding

Planning the great strike, aiming it with care,

Tulkarm, they are the grandchildren triumphing

A smokeless flame of fire raging against the foe.

تُحَرَّفَا لْقِتَالِ أَوْ مُهَاجَمَةِ

يَبْغِيَ اقْتِنَاصِ عُدَاةَ بِالْهَدْيِ كَفَرُوَا

How many enemies with what power he possessed

Maneuvering for battle or launching the assault,

And planes to the valleys with rocks he cast

Hunting down the aggressors who denied the Right.

هَبَّتْ أَعَاصِيْرِهَا حَرْبٍ مُزَمْجِرَةٌ

تَؤُزُّ بِالْثَّأْرِ لَمْ يَخْمَدِ لَهُ شَرَرٌ

As for tomorrow, Al-Mukhtar their role model

The hurricanes of war have begun to roar,

And the Arabs revolting, no shame in him rests?

Seething with vengeance, its sparks unquenched.

(كَتَائِبَ الْقُدُسِ) مِنْ حَيْفَا لِنَّاصِرَةِ

(لطُوَلْكْرّمْ)هُمْ الْأَحْفادُ تَنْتَصِرُ

Was he not resisting the Italians confidently

The Jerusalem Battalions, from Haifa to Nazareth,

For twenty years pearls on his chest shone?

To Tulkarm—these descendants shall prevail.

كَمْ دَمَّرُوُا مِنْ عَدُوٍّ بِاسْ قُوَّتِهِ

وَطَائِرَاتٌ لَهُ أَوَدِيْ بِهَا الْحَجَّر

How many feats the hero Al-Mukhtar miraculous

How many mighty enemies have they destroyed?

With which eras of history flourished?

Even their warplanes were brought low by the stone.

أَمَّا غَدا عُمَرَ الْمُخْتَارِ قُدْوَتِهِمْ

وْثَائِرْ الْعُرْبِ لَمْ يَحْلُلْ بِهِ خَوَرٌ؟

How many hands of God bolstered the resolute

Has not Omar al-Mukhtar become their guide?

Against the invaders and heroes of sacrifice they were victorious

The Arab rebel whom weakness could never taint?

أَلَمْ يَكُنْ قَاوِمْ الْطِّلْيَانُ فِيْ ثِقَةٍ

عِشْرِيْنَ عَاما زَهَتْ فِيْ جِيْدِهَا الْدُّرَرُ؟

I say O nation its chosen

Did he not resist the Italian host with faith,

Led the regiments into the thickets submerged

For twenty years that shone like pearls upon a string?

كَمْ قَدَمٍ الْبَطَلُ الْمُخْتَارِ مُعْجِزَةً

ظَلَّتْ بِهَا حِقَبُ الْتَّارِيْخِ تَزْدَهِرُ؟

O our sheikh O father of the revolutionaries in a homeland

What miracles the hero Al-Mukhtar brought forth,

In it the prophecies to guidance a trace

Making the eras of history bloom with pride!

كَمْ ايِّدْ الْلَّهِ عَزْمِ الْبَاسِلِيْنَ بِهَا

ضِدَّ الْغُزَاةِ وَأَبْطَالِ الْفِدْيَ نَصَرُوْا

Were you not the leader of the rebels over

How Allah aided the resolve of the brave,

The tyranny of the oppressors and for animosity they vowed?

Against the invaders, till the heroes of ransom won!

أَقُوْلُ يَا أُمَّةَ مُخْتَارُهَا فَطِنِ

قَادَ الْجَحَافِلُ فِيْ الِادْغَالَ تُغْتَمَرْ

I wish we were the residents of caves and their crags

I call out: O Nation whose Chosen One was wise,

Scattered on a verdant mountain they sprawled

Who led armies through the thickets deep and wild.

يَا شَيْخَنَا يَا أَبَا الْثُّوَّارِ فِيْ وَطَنٍ

فِيْهِ الْنُّبُوَّاتِ مِنْهَا لِلْهَدْيِ أَثَرِ

O our Sheikh, O father of rebels in a land,

Where prophecies have left their guiding trace.

أَلَمْ تَكُنْ قَائِدَا لِلثَّائِرِينَ عَلَيَّ

عَسَفَ الْطُّغَاةِ وَمِنْهُمْ لِلْعِدَا نَذَرَ؟

Were you not a commander for those who rose,

Against the tyrants’ oppression and their threats?

يَالَيْتَنَا الْسَّاكِنِ الاجَامِ وَشُحِّهَا

دَوْحَ عَلَيْ جَبَلٍ الْخَضْرَاءَ يَنْتَثِرُ

Would that we dwelt in the thickets, amidst the want,

Like a great tree spreading upon the Green Mountain.