مهما تألّبت الأحداثُ والغيَر
فالنصر يكتب في الجلى لمن صبروا
No matter how events twist and turn
Victory is destined for those who persevere
والدهر مهما دجا ليل الخطوب به
يصفو وينجاب عنه الغمّ والكدَر
And no matter how long the night of calamities lasts
It will clear up, alleviating sorrow and distress
فان تجرعتَ من أحداثه غصصا
فاصبر وقبلك في الأحداث يعتبر
So if you've drunk deep of its misfortunes
Have patience - others before you have learned
يا موطني هجت من وجدي ومن شجَني
وكان قلبي لما تلقاه ينفطر
O my homeland, grief burst from my core, from my passion
And my heart broke from all it endured
في كل ناحية جرح ينزّ دما
شكا وضج له لو يشعر الحجر
In every region, a wound oozing blood
Crying out - if only the very rocks could hear!
هذي فلسطين كم من محنةٍ عصَفَت
بأهلها ودهاها ظالم أشرُ
This is Palestine - how many disasters
Have battered its people, leaving them destroyed by an unjust tyrant
قد بدّلوا أمنَها جوراً وأنعمها
بؤساً وعزّتها ذلاً وما ازدجروا
They've replaced its safety with injustice, its bliss with misery
Its glory with humiliation - yet on they rushed undeterred
أتي ليعتادُني همّ يؤرّقني
إما ادّكرتُ وكم تعتادُني الذكر
Sorrows come to accustom me to them
Whether I remember or how they accustomed me to remembering
وقفتُ في أربع الماضين أذكرُهم
أسوانَ والدمع من عينيّ ينهمر
I stood in the four directions, recalling the past
Tears pouring from my eyes like rain
أسائل الحرم القدسي مكتئبا
أين الغزاة وأين النصر والظفر
I asked the holy sanctuary sorrowfully
Where are the invaders, and where are victory and triumph?
وقفت أذكر ماضيه وفي كبدي
من الأسى حزنُ تطغى وتستعر
I stood remembering its past, while my heart
Brimmed with sadness, overwhelming grief
أين الألى شيدوا بالعدل ملكهُم
قدما وما نكثوا عهدا ولا خفروا
Where are those who built their kingdom on justice?
They were steadfast, they did not break their word or flee
وأين من دانت الدنيا لعزّتهم
وأين ما روَت الأخبارُ والسيَر
And where is their might before which the world bowed down?
Where are the accounts and legends told?
صحائف المجد خطّ العُرب أسطرَها
تكاد تطمسها الأيام والغيرَ
The scrolls of glory were written by Arab fingers
Yet the days and years now erode their lines
أبناءَ صهيون كادوا كلّ داهية
واجمعوا أمرَهُم للغدر وائتمروا
The Sons of Zion schemed every evil
And secretly conspired for betrayal and deceit
وفتّ في عضد الأوطان مرتزق
رثّ الضمير وسمسارٌ ومؤتجر
Then came forward, buttressing the nations, a mercenary
Devoid of conscience, a broker, a profiteer
واقبلت من فجاج الأرض شرذمَة
هي الشقاء بهذا الكون والوَضَر
And from the dregs of the earth came a rabble
Who are misery itself for this world and its people
جاؤوا فمِن حالم يهذي بمملكةٍ
ومن مراب شحيح همّه البدرُ
Some came dreaming of a kingdom
Others were misers concerned only with money
ومن جناةٍ وأفاقين أطمَعَهُم
فينا التخاذُلُ والتقصيرُ والخور
Some were villains and imposters tempted
By our hesitation, failure, and disgrace
وهم حثالات أقوام تقاذَفَهم
ريَبُ الزمان فكم ضلّوا وكم فجروا
They are the scum of nations tossed around
By the tides of time - how lost they were and corrupt!
لا تخدعنّك أوهام تضلّهم
ولا يغرنك ما شادوا وما عمروا
Do not be fooled by their delusions
Or impressed with what they built and their works
تفنى فناء سراب البيد أربعهم
ولا يغرّنَك ما شادوا وما عمروا
They will vanish like mirages in the wasteland
Do not be fooled by what they built and their works
بالأمس جاءت جموع الغرب واحتشدت
لم يبق في أرضهم نابٌ ولا ظفرُ
Yesterday the hordes of the West gathered
Not one jackal or vulture remained in their lands
من كل فج أتوا باسم الصليب وهم
به وباللَه والأديان قد كفروا
From every crevice they came in the name of the Cross
Though they had renounced it, God, and religion
يسوقُهم جشَعٌ طاغٍ ويحفزُهم
إلى الغلاب هوى كالنار تستعر
Driven by ravenous greed and roused
To defeat by passions aflame like fire
فالبوا كل ذئب جائع قرمٍ
وأقبلوا زمراً من خلفها زمَر
So each famished, predatory wolf
Came in packs, followed by more packs
ما كان عيسى أخو حرب به ظمأ
إلى الدماء وما فيها له وطر
Jesus was no kinsman of war, thirsting
For bloodshed - it was not his way
فادي الورى نزلَت للحب شرعتُه
وتلك آيته المسطورة الغرر
The law he brought down was for love
That was his inscribed, precious verse
دعا إلى الرفق والايثار أمّتَه
وللوئام ولكن عَقَّهُ البَشَر
He summoned his nation to kindness and charity
But alas, man was deaf to his call
فاستصرخَ المسجد الأقصى غطارِفَةً
من كل أشوسَ في الهيجا له خطر
So the Aqsa mosque cried out for champions
From every valiant warrior ready for danger
بنو العروبة والاسلام يحفزهم
إلى الجهاد يقين ليس يستتر
The sons of Arabism and Islam were roused
To jihad, for they had no doubts
قوم إذا استصرخوا لبّوا وما جبنوا
شروا نفوسهم للّه وابتدروا
A people who when called upon, responded without fear
They sacrificed themselves for God and took the lead
قاد الصفوف صلاح الدين مجتهداً
وتحت رايتَهِ الإقدامُ والظفر
Saladin led the ranks with great effort
And beneath his banner were might and triumph
وسار يسحق جيش البغي منتصرا
تعنو له الأرض والتيجان والسرر
He marched on crushing the invading army victoriously
As the earth, crowns, and thrones acclaimed him
ردّ الغزاة على أعقابهم فمضوا
مشتتين ولم ينفعهُم الحذر
He drove back the invaders, defeated, on their heels
Scattered and unprotected by any precautions
حتى أعاد إلى الأوطان عزّتَها
ومجدها فهو طودٌ ليس يندثر
Until he restored glory and honor to the nations
A towering figure whose memory does not fade
يا قوم أين صلاح الدين ينفذُها
وأينَ حطين هل عن شبهها خبر
O my people where is Saladin to break through?
And where is Hattin? Do we know of their like?
وهل يعيد لنا التاريخ سيرَتَه
الأولى فنبني على آثار من عبروا
Will history repeat their original endeavor
That we might build upon the ruins of those who passed?
إنا سنبعثُها شعواءَ عاصفةً
تردي اللئام فلا تبقي ولا تذَر
We will revive it as a raging, stormy wind
To banish these villains, leaving no trace
ويا بلادي سنجلوا كل غاشيَةٍ
وسوف يبعثُ حيا عهدُك النَضِر
And O my country, we will defeat every invader
Your brilliant epoch will live again
جبالُك الثم إن جار الطغاة بها
ثارت على الظلم فهي النار والشَرَر
Your eternal mountains - if tyrants dare trespass
They will rise against injustice, aflame with rage
دم الشبيبة في أرجائها عبقٌ
كم مهجة هصروا كم من دم هدروا
The blood of the youth scents its corners
How many minds have they twisted, how much blood spilled
وكم شهيد قضى ظلماً بأربعها
وكم شريدٍ غريب الدار ينتظر
How many martyrs unjustly murdered in its precincts
How many exiles long for its shelter from afar
ثاروا وقد نذروا للحقّ أنفسَهُم
وفي سبيل العلا والمجد ما نذروا
They rose up and vowed themselves to truth
And the path of glory - they did not fail their vow
أغلوا الفداء ومن أغلى الفدا
ولم يثنه من مطلب لا بدّ منتصر
They paid the ultimate price, and who pays more dearly
Than he who prevails through steadfast perseverance?
