أَطْيَاَفُ الأمْسِ تُـرَاوِدُنَا
وَتَحَدِّي اليَوْمَ يُجَـــــــدِّدُنَا
Visions of yesterday beckon to us,
The ghosts of yesterday still haunt us,
And today's challenge renews us.
And today's challenge renews us,
وفُتُوحٌ كَانَ لَـهَـا دَأَبٌ
رَسَخَت فِي الذِّهْنِ تُهَدْهِدُنِا
And conquests pursued with persistent effort
There were conquests that had insistence,
Have taken root in the mind, cradling us,
Rooted in the mind, swaying us,
لِتُنِيرَ شَوَاهِدَ مَسْجِـــدِنَا
،
قَدُسَ الأَحْرَارِ، كَذَا مُــدُنَا
To illuminate the landmarks of our mosque,
To light up the minarets of our mosque,
Jerusalem of the free, and our cities likewise.
The sanctity of the free, and thus our cities,
وَفِلِسْطِينُ انتَفَضَتْ أَبَدًا
تَحْــيَـا بِالقَلْـبِ تُجَسُّـــــدُنَا
And Palestine has risen in revolt forever;
And Palestine has risen forever,
She lives in the heart, embodying us.
Alive in our hearts, embodying us,
سِرْبُ الشُّهَدَاءِ حَمَائِمُهُمْ
هَدَلَـتْ بالمجْــدِ تُقَلِّــــدُنَـا
The martyrs' flock—their doves—
The flock of martyrs, their doves,
Cooed, garlanding us with glory.
Adorned with glory, garlanding us,
نَحْنُ الأَشْبَال يَـدًا بِيَـــدٍ
حَرَسٌ والنَّصْرُ يُؤكِّــــدُنَا
We are the cubs, hand in hand,
We the cubs, hand in hand,
Guards, and victory affirms us.
A guard, and victory confirming us,
قَبَسُ التَّنْزِيلِ يُؤَمِّــنُــنَا
وَصَدَى الإسْرَاءِ سَـيُرْشِدُنَا
A spark of revelation keeps us safe,
A spark of revelation reassuring us,
And the echo of the Night Journey will guide us.
And the echo of Ascension guiding us,
أَفِلِسْطِينِي عَلَمِي بِيَـــدِي
مَا زَالَ بِحُــبِّكِ يُشْــهِدُنَا
O my Palestine, my flag is in my hand;
My Palestinian flag in my hand,
It still calls us to bear witness to our love for you.
Still with your love witnessing us,
قَسَمًــا باللهِ وَحَــقَّ لَنَــــا
سَنُعِــيدُ المَجْدَ يُوَحِّـــــدُنَا
We swear by God—and it is our right—
We swear by God and our right,
We shall restore the glory that unites us.
We will restore glory uniting us,
سَنُثِيـرُ العَــزْمَ نُـغَــرِّدُهُ
فَنَشِيدُ الـغُرْبَةِ يُسْـعِـــــدُنَا
We shall stir resolve and sing it out,
We will stir determination chanting it,
So the song of exile gladdens us.
So we sing diaspora gladdening us,
لَفْظُ التَّكْبِيرِ بِجُعْبَتِــــــنَـا
مَا دَامَ بِنَبْضِــكِ مَوْعِــدُنَا
The utterance 'God is greatest' is in our quiver,
The utterance of Takbeer in our pouches,
As long as our rendezvous is with your heartbeat.
As long as your pulse promises us,
بَحَمَاسٍ نرْفَـعُ رَايَتَــــــنَا
فَـوْقَ الهَامَــاتِ تُــؤَيِّـــدُنَا
With zeal we raise our banner;
With fervor we raise our flag,
Above our heads, it supports us.
Above the summits supporting us,
بَيْتُ الأقْصَى سَتَظَلُّ بِنَـا
وَبِظِلِّ قِبَابِــكَ مَرْصَـــدُنَا
House of al-Aqsa, you will endure through us,
Al Aqsa you will remain with us,
And in the shade of your domes is our watchpost.
And in the shade of your domes our observatory,
بِعُقُولِ رِجَالِكَ نَحْـنُ لَـهَا
والله بِحَـــوْلِــهِ يُمْـــــدِدُنَا
With the minds of your men, we are equal to the task,
With the minds of your men we are for it,
And God, by His might, reinforces us.
And God with His bounty extolling us.
Sol 6.1