لا يحسُبونَ لنا حساباً.. حَقُّهُم!

هل يُفزعُ الراعي.. قطيعُ شِيَاهِ؟

They take no account of us... and they are right!

Would a shepherd be frightened by his flock of sheep?

ولنا رؤوسٌ كلُّها مرفوعةٌ

لكنّها رُفعت بغيرِ جِباهِ

Our heads are all held high,

Yet they were raised without foreheads.

فمتى الرجولةُ تستعيدُ مكانها

يا أُمّةً تعبت مِنَ الأشباهِ

So when will manhood reclaim its place?

O nation, exhausted by counterfeits!

وإلى متى بالصمت هذا نكتفي

أو قولنا: عُذراً رسولَ اللهِ؟

And how long will we content ourselves with this silence,

Or with saying, “Forgive us, O Messenger of God”?