ما زالَ مِنّا حامِلٌ لِلِوائِنا

وَموقِدُ نارٍ لِلندَى حَيثُ أَظلَما

Among us there remains a bearer of our banners

And kindler of light for the dew wherever it is dark

وَأَبقَت صُروفُ الدَهرِ مِنا عِصابَةً

فَوارِسَ أَبطالاً وَرَجلاً عَرَمرَما

And time's vicissitudes have left of us a group

Valiant horsemen and a tottering old man

وَجِذلٍ حِكاكٍ مَن يَرُمهُ مِن اِمرىءٍ

يَجِد بِذِراعَيهِ وَلَبَّتِهِ دَما

And a talkative old woman, whoever insults her

Will find with her arms and bite blood