بَيتٌ عَلى أَرضِ الهُدى وَسَمائِهِ
الحَقُّ حائِطُهُ وَأُسُّ بِنائِهِ
A house on the land of guidance and its skies
Truth is its wall and its foundation
الفَتحُ مِن أَعلامِهِ وَالطُهرُ مِن
أَوصافِهِ وَالقُدسُ مِن أَسمائِهِ
Victory is among its flags and purity is among
Its attributes, sanctity among its names
تَحنو مَناكِبُهُ عَلى شُعَبِ الهُدى
وَتُطِلُّ سُدَّتُهُ عَلى سينائِهِ
Its shoulders incline over the valleys of guidance
And its dome overlooks its Sinai
مَن ذا يُنازِعُنا مَقالِدَ بابِهِ
وَجَلالَ سُدَّتِهِ وَطُهرَ فِنائِهِ
Who can dispute us over the reins of its door
The majesty of its dome, and the purity of its courtyard
وَمُحَمَّدٌ صَلّى عَلى جَنَباتِهِ
وَاِستَقبَلَ السَمَحاتِ في أَرجائِهِ
And Muhammad prayed by its sides
And faced the horizons in its spaces
وَاليَومَ ضَمَّ الناسَ مَأتَمُ أَرضِهِ
وَحَوى المَلائِكَ مِهرَجانُ سَمائِهِ
And today people gathered the mourning place of its land
And the angels inhabited the festival of its skies
يا قُدسُ هَيِّئ مِن رِياضِكَ رَبوَةً
لِنَزيلِ تُربِكَ وَاِحتَفِل بِلِقائِهِ
Oh Jerusalem, prepare from your gardens a hill
For the resident of your soil, and celebrate his arrival
هُوَ مِن سُيوفِ اللَهِ جَلَّ جَلالُهُ
أَو مِن سُيوفِ الهِندِ عِندَ قَضائِهِ
He is one of the swords of God, His Majesty
Or one of the swords of India during his judgement
فَتَحَ النَبِيُّ لَهُ مَناخَ بُراقِهِ
وَمَعارِجَ التَشريفِ مِن إِسرائِهِ
The Prophet opened for him the saddle of Al-Buraq
And the steps of honor from Al-Isra
بَطَلٌ حُقوقُ الشَرقِ مِن أَحمالِهِ
وَقَضِيَّةُ الإِسلامِ مِن أَعبائِهِ
A hero, the rights of the East are from his burdens
And the case of Islam is from his duties
لَم تُنسِهِ الهِندُ العَزيزَةُ رِقَّةً
لِلشَرقِ أَو سَهَراً عَلى أَشيائِهِ
India, the precious, did not forget him
Kindness to the East, or staying up for its affairs
وَقِباؤُهُ نَسجُ الهُنودِ فَهَل تُرى
دَفَنوا الزَعيمَ مُكَفَّناً بِقَبائِهِ
And his burial shroud is Indian fabric. So do you see
They buried the leader shrouded in his robes?
النيلُ يَذكُرُ في الحَوادِثِ صَوتَهُ
وَالتُركُ لا يَنسونَ صِدقَ بَلائِهِ
The Nile remembers his voice in events
And the Turks do not forget the sincerity of his affliction
قُل لِلزَعيمِ مُحَمَّدٍ نَزَلَ الأَسى
بِالنيلِ وَاِستَولى عَلى بَطحائِهِ
Say to leader Muhammad, sorrow has descended
Upon the Nile and seized its plains
فَمَشى إِلَيكَ بِجَفنِهِ وَبِدَمعِهِ
وَإِلى أَخيكَ بِقَلبِهِ وَعَزائِهِ
So he walked to you with his eyelids and his tears
And to your brother with his heart and consolations
اِجتَزتَهُ فَحواكَ في أَطرافِهِ
وَلَوِ اِنتَظَرتَ حَواكَ في أَحشائِهِ
You bid him farewell so farewell surrounded him
And if you had waited, farewell would be in his guts
وَلَقَد تَعَوَّدَ أَن تَمُرَّ بِأَرضِهِ
مَرَّ الغَمامِ بِظِلِّهِ وَبِمائِهِ
He was accustomed to passing through its land
Like the clouds passing with their shadows and rain
نَم في جِوارِ اللَهِ ما بِكَ غُربَةٌ
في ظِلِّ بَيتٍ أَنتَ مِن أَبنائِهِ
Sleep near God, there is no loneliness for you
In the shade of a house you are one of its children
الفَتحُ وَهوَ قَضِيَّةٌ قُدسِيَّةٌ
يا طالَما ناضَلتَ دونَ لِوائِهِ
O Victory, it is a holy cause
You have long struggled under its banner
أَفتى بِدَفنِكَ عِندَ سَيِّدَةِ القُرى
مُفتٍ أَرادَ اللَهَ مِن إِفتائِهِ
A jurist decreed your burial near the Lady of Villages
A jurist who wanted God's decree from his verdict
بَلَدٌ بَنوهُ الأَكرَمونَ قُصورُهُم
وَقُبورُهُم وَقفٌ عَلى نُزَلائِهِ
A country whose noblest people, their homes
And their graves are endowments for its guests
قَد عِشتَ تَنصُرُهُ وَتَمنَحُ أَهلَهُ
عَوناً فَكَيفَ تَكونُ مِن غُرَبائِهِ
You lived supporting it and aiding its people
So how can you be one of its strangers?
