مَا عَيْنُ فِيجَتِهَا وَصَافِي مَائِهَا

هِيَ أُمَّةٌ رَوِيَ الثَّرَى بِدِمَائِهَا

What is her Fijeh Spring, for all its limpid water?

She is a nation whose soil has been watered with her blood.

أَفَمَا تَرَوْنَ بَلاءهَا فِي نَفْحِهَا

عَنْ حَوْضِهَا للهِ حُسْنُ بَلائِهَا

Do you not see the mettle she displays in defending

her watering-place? By God, how splendid her valor!

وَقَعَاتُ أَبْطَالٍ يَصُولُ عَلَى العِدَى

فِيهَا أُبَاةُ الضَّيْمِ مِنْ أَبْنَائِهَا

Battles of heroes—against the enemy charge

within them, from among her sons, men who refuse oppression.

لَوْلا ضَنَايَ لَكُنْتُ مِنْ أَشْهَادِهَا

يَوْمَ الفِدَى وَلَكُنْتُ مِنْ شُهَدَائِهَا

Were it not for my wasting illness, I would have been among those present for her

on the day of sacrifice, and I would have been among her martyrs.