كَحيَّةٍ سوداءَ مَجَّت على

وَجهِ الضُّحى ظَلمَة ليلٍ بَهيمْ

Like a black snake that crept across

The face of dawn, the darkness of a savage night,

إنْ تَرمِكَ الغُربةُ في مَعْشَرٍ

توافَقوا فيكَ على بُغْضِهِمْ

If loneliness casts you among a people

United in their hatred of you,

فدارِهِمْ ما دمْتَ في دارِهِمْ

وأرضِهِمْ ما دُمْتَ في أرضِهِمْ

Know their home is not your home

While you're still in their land.