هَلا تفاخرُ يا فتى وتُباهي

يوماً بموطِنِكَ العزيزِ الباهي

Should you not take pride, young man, and boast

One day of your precious, glorious homeland?

وتكونُ فيهِ سيِّداً لا خادماً

يَرعى وللغرباءِ درُّ شياهِ

And be in it a master, not a servant,

Who shepherds, while strangers enjoy its bounty.

يا آتياً بَعدي إذا نلتَ المُنى

ونعِمتَ حرّاً بالغِنى والجاه

O you who will come after me, if you attain your wish

And live free in riches and glory,

اذكر فتىً أشقى لأجلكَ نفسَهُ

وأبى على الإذلالِ عيشَ رفاه

Remember a young man who sacrificed himself for you

And refused a life of humiliation and comfort.

وطني بهِ طَمِعَ الغريبُ لما رأَى

في أمتي من فتنةٍ وسفاه

My homeland, which the foreigner coveted when he saw

Among my people so much sedition and foolishness.

أهواؤها قتلت مروءتَها ولو

فطنت لكان الحلمُ أكبرَ ناه

Their passions killed their dignity; if only

They had been prudent, patience would have been greater.

فعلى الذين تهالكوا في حبِّها

وهي الخذولُ لهم سلامُ الله

So upon those who perished loving it

While it was neglectful of them, may God's peace be.