حياتُكَ لم تَطُلْ والموتُ حقُّ
وما الدنيا على أحدٍ تَرِقُّ
Your life was not long, death is certain
And this world pleases no one
ولم تكُ واحداً يُنعى ويُنسى
ولكنْ ثورةً تفديكَ خَلْقُ
You were not just one to be mourned and forgotten
But a revolution that redeems people
زهدتَ بأنْ تعيشَ فعشتَ حُرّاً
ومن يسعى ليبقى يُستَرقُّ!
You disdained living so you lived free
While those who seek to remain are enslaved!
وإنّ الموتَ أشرفُ من حياةٍ
يسودُ بها على العُقلاءِ حُمْقُ
Indeed death is nobler than a life
Where fools reign over the wise
لعمركَ ما بهذي الأرضِ شيءٌ
يسرُّ القلبَ إلا فيهِ خَنقُ!
By your life nothing in this land
Gladdens the heart but strangling in it!
فأنشِدْ في السَماءِ الآنَ واصعَدْ
بوجهِك ضِحكَةٌ وبفيكَ صِدقُ
So recite in heaven now and ascend
With a smiling face and truthful words
نؤمّلُ أنّ نعيشَ حياةَ نوحٍ
وهل في ما نرى ما يستَحقُّ؟
We hope to live the life of Noah
Yet is there anything we see that deserves it?
وسوريّونَ لا النَكَباتُ كَفّتْ
ولا نحنُ اجتنبنا ما يَشقُّ
And for Syrians, disasters did not suffice
Nor did we avoid what hurts
ظننا أنّ قاتِلَنا نظامٌ
وإذْ في إثْرهِ غربٌ وشَرقُ!
We thought our killer was the regime
Yet behind it is West and East!
يخوّفُ شَعبَهُ الطُغيانُ فينا!
ويوهِمُهُم بأنْ ماتتْ دِمَشقُ
Tyranny frightens its people against us!
And makes them believe Damascus has died
ولا واللهِ ما ماتت ولكنْ
على أطرافها الجيرانُ فُسْقُ!
No, by God, it did not die, but rather
On its outskirts are the corrupt neighbors!
تقولُ حَمَامَةٌ: في الرفقِ خَيرٌ
وهل يُجدي معَ الطاعونِ رِفقُ؟!
A pigeon says: There is good in gentleness
But does gentleness help against the plague?!
ستُنجبُ حَملَها الكَلِماتُ حتمَاً
وموتُ حُمَاتِها الأحرارِ طَلْقُ
Its words will surely give birth to its burden
And the death of its free ones is divorce
هي الثوراتُ أُمٌّ من دِماءٍ
يَبرُّ الحرُّ، والمَخصيْ يعقُّ!
Revolutions are a mother of blood
The free bleed, while the castrated yell!
لقد وفّيتَ يا ساروتُ فانعَمْ
بما قدّمتَ بعضُ الموتِ عِتقُ!
You have fulfilled, oh Sarout, so delight
In what you offered, some of death is freedom!
وداعاً، لم تَمُتْ إلا لتحيا
وقلبكَ لم يَزل فينا يَدقُّ
Farewell, you only died to live
And your heart still beats within us
إذا الدنيا بكتهُ بكلّ عينٍ
فجنّاتُ النعيمِ بهِ أحقُّ!
If the world cries for him with every eye
Then the gardens of bliss are more deserving of him!
