هُوَ ذا البَحر مزبداً يَتعالى
إِثر بَعض أَمواجه تَتَوالى
This raging sea foams up
In the wake of its successive waves
تَلطم الصَخر كَبرياءً وَعنفاً
ثُم تَرتَد للخضم خذالى
It beats the rock arrogantly and violently
Then recoils to the shores defeated
بِضَجيج كَأَنَّهُ زَجل الرَع
دِ وَرَجف تَخاله زلزلا
With a clamor as if it were screaming shepherds
And rumbling earthquakes
ما وَنَت عَن جهادها الدَهر لَكن
لطف الصُبح كرّها وَالنِضالا
It has not given up its struggle over time
But the gentleness of dawn disliked it and the struggle
وَهِيَ تَستَأنف الجِهادَ بَعَزمٍ
كُلَّ يَومٍ إِذا النَهار تَعالى
And it resumes the struggle with determination
Every day when daylight comes
عِندَ ذاكَ الخَضمّ بقعة أَرض
قدَّرَ اللَهُ مَنحَها اِستقلالا
By those shores a piece of land
God has destined its independence
هِيَ حَدّ السوريتين شَمالاً
وَجُنوباً وَما تَنوء مَجالا
It is the border of Syria in the north
And in the south it takes no territory
لَستَ تَلقى سوريتين وَلَكن
قيل هَذا تَفنناً وَضَلالا
You will not find two Syrias but
They say this out of mischief and misguidance
يَبتَغون التَفريق في الجَسد الوا
حد خابَت تِلكَ الشَياطين فَالا
They seek division in the one body
Those devils have failed so they lost
خَل عَني واذكر من اعتقوا العَب
دَ وَشَدّوا مِن الطَليق العقالا
Leave me and remember those who liberated the slaves
And tightened reason's reins
عِندَ ذاكَ الخَصمّ بقعة أَرض
حَرس اللَه سَهلَها وَالجِبالا
By those shores a piece of land
God protected its plains and mountains
لا تَرى في فَنائِها آدمياً
وَهِيَ آوت صَوادِحاً وَصلالا
You will not see a human in its glory
As it houses partridges and quail
شَمسنا دونَ شَمسِها تَتَجلى
بَدرَنا دونَ بَدرها يَتلالا
Our sun shines under its sun
Our moon gleams under its moon
وَسُكون الدُجى يَفك عَن القَل
بِ قيوداً وَيَبعث الآمالا
And the stillness of nighttime undoes
The heart's shackles and inspires hopes
وَيَهب النَسيم في السحر الداكن
يحيي مِن الزهور تِلالا
The morning breeze brings to life
From the flowers slopes
زانَها مِن لآلي الطل تيجان
زَهَت رَونَقاً وَفاضَت جَمالا
Adorned by dewy coronets
It glows beautifully and overflows with beauty
فَإِذا اِجتازَ تلكُم الأَرض غادٍ
يَلبس الطلَّ ساقَه خلخالا
So when you pass that land traveling
Dew wears its anklets like anklets
وَتَرى الطَير نافِرات خفافاً
وَثِقالاً وَيمنةً وَشَمالا
And you see the birds flying lightly
And heavily to the right and left
وَيَلوح الصَباح لَوناً فلَونا
كُلَما الشَمس قاربته اِستحالا
And morning gleams color after color
Each time the sun draws nearer changing
وَكَذا البَحر خاشع مُستكين
وَهُوَ يُكسى مِن كُل لَون شالا
And so does the submissive, humble sea
Draping itself in shawls of every color
يا لَها مِن مَظاهر تملك الحس
سَ وَتوحي لِناظِريها الخَيالا
What sights to possess one's senses
And inspire imagination in its beholders
أَيُّها السائر المَجدّ رويداً
وَاخفض الطَرف عِندَها اِجلالا
O you who walk with glory, go slowly
And lower your gaze there with reverence
تِلكَ مَأوى حرية سَلبت مِن
نا قَديماً وَاليَوم عَزت مَنالا
That is the refuge of freedom they took
From us long ago and today it is hard to attain
إيه يا فَتنة الشُعوب وَيا أن
شودة الكَون شَقتنا أَجيالا
Oh temptation of nations, oh landmarks
Of the universe, you have split our generations
لَكَ وَجه مَلائِكي وَسيم
نوره يَفعم القُلوب جَلالا
You have an angelic, handsome face
Whose light inspires hearts with reverence
وَمَزاج جَهنَمي عَتي
يَصدع الجور يَصهر الأَغلالا
And a hellish, stubborn temper
That cracks oppression and melts chains
صانَك اللَهُ كَم فداك وَفي
أَو تحصين كَم أَبدت رِجالا
May God protect you, how you were ransomed
And how much fortitude you have shown, O men!
أَنا اِستغفر الوَفا لَم يَبيدوا
يَوم خلدت بَعدَهُم أَعمالا
I ask forgiveness for being remiss, they have not perished
When their deeds immortalized them after death
لَكَ في ترب مَيسَلون دَفين
كان للذائِدين عَنكِ مثالا
In your Maysalun soil lies buried
One who was an example to defenders against you
ماتَ في ميعة الشَباب شَهيداً
وَكَذا الحر لا يَموت اِكتِهالا
He died in the bloom of youth a martyr
That's how the free man dies, fully spent
في سَبيل الأَوطان سالَت دماه
ذي المَعالي فَليَعلُون مَن تَعالى
His blood flowed in the path of homelands
The Most High, so they will know who has risen!
فَسَلام عَلَيهِ يَوم دَعاه
وَطنٌ مُرهق فَصال وَجالا
Peace be upon him the day
A weary homeland called him to charge and fight
وَسَلام عَلَيهِ يَوم أُريق الد
دَم مِنه وَضَمخ الأَجبالا
Peace be upon him the day his blood was shed
Drenching the mountains
هَذِهِ روحهُ أَطلت عَلى الشا
مِ تَزور الرُبى وَتَغشى الظلالا
His soul overlooked Damascus
Visiting its meadows and covering them in shade
وَتَحض الرِجال فيها عَلى تضحية
النَفس ما أهينوا اِحتلالا
And rousing its men to sacrifice themselves
Never humiliated by occupation
يَوم كانَت قُلوبنا تَتَلظى
وَالعِدى توسع البِلاد اِحتِمالا
When our hearts were burning
And the enemy expanded the lands with endurance
بِرجيم لَمّا أَتاهُم وَقاح
كانَ إِتيانُهُ عَلَيهِ وَبالا
With filth when they shamelessly came
Their coming was ruinous to them
لَم يَبت غَير لَيلة كانَ فيها
يُبصر المَوت حَولَهُ أَشكالا
He did not spend but one night in which
He saw death around him in every form
وَكَأَني بِهِ تجاذبه الأَو
هام رُعباً فَيَستوي اجفالا
As if anxieties pulled him back and forth in fear
So he remained sleepless
قلق يَرقب الصَباح فَلَما إن
تجلّى شَد الرِحال وَقالا
Restless, watching for the dawn. When
It broke, he marched on saying:
الفرار الفرار القيت في الشا
مِ نكالاً وَفتية أَبطالا
"Flee, flee! In Damascus I faced
A terrible fate and brave youths."
وَلَو أن المَقام طالَ بِبَيرو
تَ لَكانَ المَصير أَسوأ حالا
Had he stayed longer in Beirut
The outcome would have been worse
هَذِهِ شيمة الكِرام بَني الشا
مِ سمت همة وَطابَت فعالا
Such is the character of honorable Arabs
Their resolve is strong and their deeds are pure
عَربي إِباؤكمُ أُمويّ
لا أَباد الزَمان تِلكَ الخلالا
Arab, your ancestors are Umayyad
Time does not erase those virtues
كُل جُرح أَصابَكُم حلَ مِنا
في صَميم يأبى اِندمالا
Every wound that befell you settled
In our core that refuses to heal
يحرس اللَهُ مَجدَنا ما بَذَلنا
في سَبيل الأَوطان نَفساً وَمالا
God protect our glory for what we have spent
Of soul and wealth for the homelands
