فِلَسْطينُ في القَلْبِ قَبْلَ الدَّمِ

تَشَرَّفْتُ أَنِّي لَها أَنْتَمِي

Palestine in the heart before blood

I am honored that I belong to it

إِذا ما ذَكَرْتُ اسْمَها لِلْوِرَى

غَدَتْ لِاسْمِها نَغْمَةٌ في فَمِي

Whenever I mention its name to mankind

Its name becomes a melody in my mouth

بَدَأْتُ انْتِسابِي لها أَوَّلًا

وَزِدْتُ عَلَيْهِ وَلَمْ أَخْتِمِ ...

I began my affiliation with it first

And I increased it and did not conclude...

وَلِلْقُدْسِ في النَّفْسِ قُدْسِيَّةٌ

تُعِيدُ إلَى البُرْءِ طَرْفَ العَمِي

And Al-Quds has in the soul a sanctity

That returns the sight of the blind to innocence

فِلَسْطِينُ ظَلِّي لنا مَوْطِنًا

ويا قُدْسُ دُومِي لَنا واسْلَمي!

Palestine is our sheltering shadow homeland

And O Jerusalem lasting be our peace!

ولا بُدَّ يا شَعْبَنا نَلْتَقِي

ظِمَاءً ، ويَرْوَى غَليلُ الظَّمِي

And we must, our people, meet

Thirsty, and the thirst of the thirsty is quenched

وفي القُدْسِ نُرْجِعُ ما فاتَنَا

مِنَ النُّورِ في لَيْلِنا المُعْتِمِ !!!

And in Al-Quds we restore what we missed

Of light in our dark night!!!