خُلُقُ العُروبةِ أن تَجدَّ وتَدأبا

وسَجِيَّةُ الإسلام أن يتغلّبا

The trait of Arabness is to be steadfast and diligent

And the nature of Islam is to prevail

لا تِلكَ تَخفِضُ مِن جَناحَيْها ولا

هذا يُريد سِوَى التفوُّقِ مطلبا

The former does not lower its wings

Nor does the latter desire anything but supremacy

رَفَع النُّفوسَ عن الصَّغارِ وصَانَها

عن أن تَخافَ عَدُوَّهُ أو ترهبا

It raised souls above pettiness and protected them

From fearing or dreading their enemy

دينُ الفُتوَّةِ والمروءةِ ما طغتْ

لُجَجُ المنايا حَوْلَهُ فَتَهيَّبا

The religion of chivalry and manliness has not been eroded

By the raging floods of death, so as to be intimidated

المؤمنونَ على الحَوادثِ أُخوةٌ

لا يعرفون سِوَى الكتابِ لهم أبا

The faithful in ordeals are brothers

Who recognize none but the Book as their father

سَلْهُمْ عَلى شرَفِ الأُبُوَّةِ هَلْ رَعَوْا

مَا سنَّ مِن أدب الحياةِ وأوجبا

Ask them, by the honor of fatherhood, whether they observed

What the ethics of life made obligatory and necessary

بَيْتٌ تفرّقَ في البلاد وأُسرةٌ

صَدَع الزّمانُ كِيانَها فتشعّبا

A home dispersed in the countries and a family

Whose entity was cracked by time, so it branched out

وَهَنَ البِناءُ فَعاثَ في فَجواتِه

عَادِي الفسادِ مُدَمِّراً ومُخَرِّبا

And the building weakened, so havoc wreaked

Its gaps, destroying and devastating

لَبَّيْكَ يا وَطنَ الجهادِ ومرحباً

لَبَّيْكَ مِن داعٍ أَهابَ وَثَوَّبا

The seriousness of time and its course refused to let us play

Who sees his blood as more honorable

لَبَّيْكَ إذ بلغ البلاءُ وإذ أَبى

جِدُّ الزمانِ وصَرفُه أن نلعبا

Than to dye the rubbled earth of Palestine?

I exalted when loyalty survived and did not survive

مَنْ ذا يرى دَمَهُ أعزَّ مكانةً

من أن يُخضِّبَ من فلسطينَ الرُّبَى

In its land the trace of Al-Buraq or the cave

I see the Ascension in His Majesty

كَبَّرتُ حِينَ عفا الوفاءُ وما عفا

في أرضِها أَثَرُ البُراقِ ولا خبا

And I see the Prophet and his companions and procession

A tortured homeland and an afflicted nation

إنّي أرى المعراجَ عند جلالهِ

وأرى النبيَّ وصحَبهُ والموكِبا

Too proud for us to be stricken and defeated

In our free hearts and in our bosoms

وَطنٌ يُعذَّبُ في الجحيمِ وأُمَّةٌ

أَعْزِزْ علينا أن تُصابَ وتُنكَبا

Lie embers of its burning sorrows

And we have enough pain to relieve it

بقلوبنا الحَرَّي وفي أحشائِنا

ما شبَّ من أشجانِها وتلهّبا

And I see what we are bound to endure is harder and tougher

We endure afflictions and clad ourselves in sorrow

وبنا مِن الأَلمِ المبرِّحِ ما بها

وأرى الذي نَلْقَى أشدَّ وأصعبا

We herd our closest kin

We know well that he who eats their flesh

نَتَجرّعُ البلوَى ونَدَّرِعُ الأسَى

نَرْعَى لإِخوتنا الذِّمامَ الأقربا

Will wade in our blood to drink it

They made the struggle for Arabism their livelihood

إنّا لَنعلمُ أَنَّ آكِلَ لحمِهم

سيخوضُ منّا في الدِّماءِ ليَشْربا

And tended it so it became a good livelihood

They irrigate what they planted with blood in fertile soil

جعلوا الكِفاحَ عن العروبةِ حرثَهم

وتعهدّوه فكان حرثاً طيّبا

Without shedding blood it would become barren

The house is elated by the moaning of their wounded

يَسْقُون ما زَرَعُوا دماً في مُخصِبٍ

لولا الدّمُ الجارِي لأَصبحَ مُجدِبا

Have you ever seen such enchanting moaning in life?

He who claimed that peace was his objective

البيتُ يَطْرَبُ من أنينِ جَريحِهم

أَرأيتَ في الدّنيا أنيناً مُطرِبا

Made blood his path and vehicle

If he has inundated the times and its people with

إنّ الذي زعم السّلامَ مُرادَهُ

جَعلَ الدّماءَ سَبيلَهُ والمركَبَا

Lies, it is of his traits to lie

He rode the winds to tame the strong

إن كان قد غَمَر الزّمانَ وأهلَه

كَذِباً فَمِن عاداتِه أن يكذبا

Fierce, turning his fangs and claws

The winds carried him while his heart panicked

رَكِبَ الرّياحَ إلى القويِّ يَروضُه

شَرِساً يُقلِّبُ نابه والمِخْلبا

Seeking doom and a way out

Have you seen him shedding copious tears

طارت بِه وفؤادُه في رَوْعَةٍ

يتلمَّسُ المَهْوَى ويبغِي المهربا

That shame prevents likes of him from spilling

Feigning sympathy for the weak as he sheds them

أَرَأيتَ إذ سكب الدُّموعَ غزيرةً

يأبى الحياء لِمثلِها أن يُسْكَبا

When he is the one who left the weak tortured

His prayers would be more sincere had he

مُتصنِّعٌ باسْمِ الضّعيفِ يُريقُها

وهو الذي ترك الضّعيفَ مُعذَّبا

Pitied the innocent rather than coddle the guilty

He raves about justice in his prayers

ما كان أصدقَ نُسكَهُ لو أنَّهُ

رَحِمَ البريء ولم يُحابِ المذنبا

Have you seen justice blood stained?

You messengers of Arabism, did you ask about its wound

يهذي بِذكرِ العَدْلِ في صَلَواتِه

أَرَأَيْتَ عَدْلاً بالدّماءِ مُخَضَّبا

Why it persisted and what it led to?

A wound whose era elapsed and whose

رُسُلَ العروبةِ هل سأَلتُم جُرْحَها

ما بَالُهُ اسْتَعْصَى وماذا أعقبا

Mouths opened calling out to past sorrows

You are the sorrow of the wound so make

جُرْحٌ تقادَمَ عَهْدُه وتفتَّحتْ

أفواهُهُ تدعو الأُساةَ الغُيَّبا

What your elders’ healers tried its remedy

He prescribed the cure for you and left you his knowledge

أنتم أُساةُ الجُرحِ فاتَّخِذُوا له

من طِبِّ شيخِ أُساتِكم ما جَرَّبا

So where does he want from you he who refused?

O people you are not weak so take the plunge

وَصَفَ الدّواءَ لكم وخَلَّفَ عِلْمَهُ

فيكم فأين يُريدُ منكم من أَبَى

And claim your demands, hastening and determined

Does the strength your faith gathered and rallied

يا قومُ لستم بالضِّعافِ فغامِروا

وخُذوا مطالِبَكُم سِراعاً وُثَّبا

Not suffice you?

O descendants of Yarab show me a Khaled

أفما كفاكم قُوّةً من دينكم

ما جَمَّعَ الإِيمانُ فيه وأَلَّبا

Who charges at al-Khamis and prods it?

Whoever among you so desires let him emulate him and say not

يا آلَ يعربَ من يُريني خالداً

يُزجِي الخميسَ ويستحثُّ المِقْنَبا

The old is gone, it shall not go

The secret remains and time renews

من شَاءَ منكم فَلْيكُنْه ولا يَقُلْ

ذهب القديمُ فإِنّه لن يذهبا

And the sword has not lost its sharpness or blaze

Restore the injustices against the sanctities of a nation

السرُّ باقٍ والزّمانُ مُجدّدٌ

والسّيفُ مافَقَدَ المضاءَ ولا نبا

That returned the delusions of the ignorant disappointed

Those who aspired to have the homelands of Arabism

رُدُّوا المَظالِمَ عن محارِمِ أُمّةٍ

رَدَّتْ ظُنونَ ذوي الجهالةِ خُيَّبا

Sold or granted did not give it its due

لم يُعْطِ أوطانَ العُروبةِ حَقَّها

من كان يَطْمَعُ أن تُباعَ وتُوهَبا