هُبُّواrise up أُسُودَlions الْخَيْرِof goodness وَالْتَهِمُواand devour الرَّدَىdeath
هُبُّوا أُسُودَ الْخَيْرِ وَالْتَهِمُوا الرَّدَى
دُكُّواdemolish حُصُونَthe strongholds الشَّرِّof evil وَاغْتَنِمُواand take as spoils الْعِدَاthe foes
دُكُّوا حُصُونَ الشَّرِّ وَاغْتَنِمُوا الْعِدَا
Rise, lions of goodness, and devour death.
Rise up, you lions of goodness, and ravenously devour evil,
Demolish the strongholds of evil and take the foes as spoils.
Storm the bastions of wickedness, and seize the chance,
لاdo not تَتْرُكُواabandon شَمْسًاa sun تَرَاءَتْappeared فِيin السَّمَاthe sky
لا تَتْرُكُوا شَمْسًا تَرَاءَتْ فِي السَّمَا
كَانَwas الظَّلامdarkness ُهُوَit الْمَكِينَthe firmly established one الأَوْحَدَاthe sole one
كَانَ الظَّلام ُهُوَ الْمَكِينَ الأَوْحَدَا
Do not abandon a sun that has appeared in the sky—
Leave no sun of hope shining in the sky,
Darkness had been the sole entrenched power.
For darkness itself has always been most cunning and alone.
هُبُّواrise up عَلَىagainst غِرِّthe naive one الطُّغَاةِof the tyrants فظَنُّهُfor his belief is
هُبُّوا عَلَى غِرِّ الطُّغَاةِ فظَنُّهُ
أَنَّthat الأُسُودَthe lions تَخَافُfear مِنْof بَذْلِoffering الْفِدَاself-sacrifice
أَنَّ الأُسُودَ تَخَافُ مِنْ بَذْلِ الْفِدَا
Rise against the naive one among the tyrants, for he thinks
Rush against the spite of tyrants, for their conceit
That lions fear offering themselves in sacrifice.
Is that lions fear to sacrifice themselves.
فَأَرُوهُso show him كَيْفَhow الأَرْضُthe earth مَاwhenever رُوِيَتْis watered دَمًاwith blood
فَأَرُوهُ كَيْفَ الأَرْضُ مَا رُوِيَتْ دَمًا
فَنَبَاتُهَاthen its growth أُسْدٌlions تُنَادِيcall for السُّؤْدَدَاglory
فَنَبَاتُهَا أُسْدٌ تُنَادِي السُّؤْدَدَا
So show him how, whenever the earth is watered with blood,
Show them how the earth, once steeped in blood,
Then its growth is lions calling for glory.
Sprouts forth lions roaring for justice.
ثُورُواrise up لَأَجْلِfor the sake of اللهِGod يَعْلُوrises high شَرْعُهُHis law
ثُورُوا لَأَجْلِ اللهِ يَعْلُو شَرْعُهُ
يَكْسُوclothes الْحَيَاةَlife يُضِيئُهَاilluminates it نُورُthe light الْهُدَىof guidance
يَكْسُو الْحَيَاةَ يُضِيئُهَا نُورُ الْهُدَى
Rise for God's sake, that His law may rise high;
Revolt for God, whose law triumphs,
It clothes life; the light of guidance illuminates it.
Cloaking life in the light of guidance.
ثُورُواrise up لَأَجْلِfor the sake of الْعِرْضِhonor كَيْفَhow يَسُوسُكُمْrules you
ثُورُوا لَأَجْلِ الْعِرْضِ كَيْفَ يَسُوسُكُمْ
مَنْone who كَانَwas هَاتِكَa violator of عِرْضِكُمْyour honor مُتَجَرِّدَاstripped of scruples
مَنْ كَانَ هَاتِكَ عِرْضِكُمْ مُتَجَرِّدَا
Rise for honor's sake—how can you be ruled
Revolt for honor, which that despoiler
By one who violated your honor, stripped of scruples?
Has stripped you of while you just watch.
ثُورُواrise up لَأَجْلِfor the sake of مَسَاجِدٍmosques مَاwhenever كَبَّرَتْproclaim God's greatness
ثُورُوا لَأَجْلِ مَسَاجِدٍ مَا كَبَّرَتْ
فَيَهُزُّthen shakes أَرْجَاءَthe reaches الدُّنَىof the worlds رَجْعُthe reverberation الصَّدَىof the echo
فَيَهُزُّ أَرْجَاءَ الدُّنَى رَجْعُ الصَّدَى
Rise for the sake of mosques—whenever they proclaim God's greatness,
Revolt for mosques, which should echo with prayer,
Then the echo's reverberation shakes the reaches of the worlds.
Once the minarets guiding all mankind
كَانَتْwere مَنَارَاتِbeacons الْهُدَىof guidance تُهْدِيbestow upon الْوَرَىhumankind
كَانَتْ مَنَارَاتِ الْهُدَى تُهْدِي الْوَرَى
مِنْfrom كُلِّevery خَيْرٍgood thing مَاthat which أَظَلَّgave shelter وَأَسْعَدَاand brought joy
مِنْ كُلِّ خَيْرٍ مَا أَظَلَّ وَأَسْعَدَا
They were beacons of guidance, bestowing on humankind
To every good and noble cause.
Every kind of goodness that sheltered and brought joy.
Will that ungrateful wretch dare hope
أَيَدُكُّهَاdoes he raze them? ذَاكَthat one الْكَفُورُthe deeply ungrateful one مُؤَمِّلاًhoping
أَيَدُكُّهَا ذَاكَ الْكَفُورُ مُؤَمِّلاً
أَنْto يُطْفِئَextinguish الشَّمْسَthe sun الطَّهُورَpure مُعَرْبِدَاin a drunken rage
أَنْ يُطْفِئَ الشَّمْسَ الطَّهُورَ مُعَرْبِدَا
Does that ungrateful one raze them, hoping
To extinguish the pure sun, bound fast in its circuit?
To extinguish the pure sun in a drunken rage?
Rise up, for you are the free stars,
ثُورُواrise up فَلِلْأَحْرَارِso, for the free أَنْتُمْyou أَنْجُمٌstars
ثُورُوا فَلِلْأَحْرَارِ أَنْتُمْ أَنْجُمٌ
وَعَلَىand against الطُّغَاةِthe tyrants فَنَارُكُمْthen your fire لَنْwill not تَخْمُدَاdie out
وَعَلَى الطُّغَاةِ فَنَارُكُمْ لَنْ تَخْمُدَا
Rise, for you are stars to the free,
While on the despots your fire will never go out!
And against the tyrants, your fire will never die out.
Give those who disdain you a taste of your mettle;
فَارْوُواso give drink to الأُبَاةَthe unbowed بِعِزَّةٍwith honor مِنْfrom نَهْرِكُمْyour river
فَارْوُوا الأُبَاةَ بِعِزَّةٍ مِنْ نَهْرِكُمْ
وَإِبَاؤُكُمْand your defiance قَدْindeed صَارَhas become بَحْرًاa sea مُزْبِدَاfoaming
وَإِبَاؤُكُمْ قَدْ صَارَ بَحْرًا مُزْبِدَا
So give the unbowed a draught of honor from your river,
Your rhymes are an ocean with waves ever mounting.
And your defiance has indeed become a foaming sea.
O wounded lion of our nation, weave
يَاO أُسْدَlions أُمَّتِنَاof our nation الْجَرِيحَةِwounded فَانْسُجُواso weave
يَا أُسْدَ أُمَّتِنَا الْجَرِيحَةِ فَانْسُجُوا
مِنْfrom ذِيthese الْجِرَاحِwounds ثِيَابَgarments عِزٍّof honor أَمْجَدَاmore glorious
مِنْ ذِي الْجِرَاحِ ثِيَابَ عِزٍّ أَمْجَدَا
O lions of our wounded nation, weave
Your wounds into robes of magnificent honor.
From these wounds garments of still more glorious honor.
O tyrant, beware what is coming to you -
يَاO أَيُّهَاyou الطَّاغُوتُthe tyrant أَبْشِرْrejoice بِالَّذِيin the one who
يَا أَيُّهَا الطَّاغُوتُ أَبْشِرْ بِالَّذِي
سَيُرِيكَwill show you بَأْسَكَyour might خَانِعًاcowed وَمُقَيَّدَاand shackled
سَيُرِيكَ بَأْسَكَ خَانِعًا وَمُقَيَّدَا
O you tyrant, rejoice in the one
Abjection and chains is the fate you've been building.
Who will show you your might, cowed and shackled.
Spread your darkness across the countryside,
فَانْشُرْظَلامَكَso spread your darkness فِيthroughout الْبَرِيَّةِcreation كُلِّهَاall of it
فَانْشُرْظَلامَكَ فِي الْبَرِيَّةِ كُلِّهَا
وَامْنَعْand prevent ضِيَاءَthe radiance الشَّمْسِof the sun أَنْto يَتَجَدَّدَاbe renewed
وَامْنَعْ ضِيَاءَ الشَّمْسِ أَنْ يَتَجَدَّدَا
So spread your darkness through all creation,
Block the sunbeams from pouring their light.
And stop the sun's radiance from being renewed.
Kill the dreaming infant in its innocence,
اقْتُلْkill صَبِيًّاa boy فِيin الْبَرَاءَةِinnocence حَالِمًاdreaming
اقْتُلْ صَبِيًّا فِي الْبَرَاءَةِ حَالِمًا
اقْتُلْkill رَضِيعًاan infant فِيin الْحَنَانِtenderness مُمَدَّدَاlying stretched out
اقْتُلْ رَضِيعًا فِي الْحَنَانِ مُمَدَّدَا
Kill a boy dreaming in innocence;
Kill the babe at its mother's breast as it lies.
Kill an infant lying in loving care;
Ravish Muslim women, leave none in Syria
اغْصِبْrape نِسَاءَthe women الْمُسْلِمِينَof the Muslims وَلاand do not تَذَرْleave
اغْصِبْ نِسَاءَ الْمُسْلِمِينَ وَلا تَذَرْ
فِيin الشَّامِal-Sham إِلاَّexcept الْخَانِعِينَthe cowed السُّجَّدَاthose prostrating themselves
فِي الشَّامِ إِلاَّ الْخَانِعِينَ السُّجَّدَا
Rape the Muslim women, and leave none
Save those who bow down before you in worship.
In al-Sham but the cowed who prostrate themselves.
For this you will reap but wounds and still more wounds,
فَلَتَحْصُدَنَّso you will surely reap مِنَfrom الْجِرَاحِthe wounds صَدِيدَهَاtheir pus
فَلَتَحْصُدَنَّ مِنَ الْجِرَاحِ صَدِيدَهَا
فَابْذُرْso sow جِرَاحَكَyour wounds وَارْوِهَاand water them وَتَزَوَّدَاand provision yourself
فَابْذُرْ جِرَاحَكَ وَارْوِهَا وَتَزَوَّدَا
So you will surely reap the wounds' pus;
So plant them, water them - harvest will not be distant.
So sow your wounds, water them, and provision yourself.
Partial English translation: 33 of 34 Arabic lines translated.