رَجِّعْ دَوِيَّكَ في البطاح ودَمْدِمِ

رَجِّعْ دَوِيَّكَ في البطاح ودَمْدِمِ

وانهض لَملْحَمةِ الجِهَادِ وأقْدِمِ

وانهض لَملْحَمةِ الجِهَادِ وأقْدِمِ

Send your roar echoing through the plains, and rumble;

Echo your sounds in the valleys and all around,

and rise for the epic battle of jihad, and advance.

And rise up for the battle of jihad and advance.

رَجِّعْ نِداءَكَ في الوِهَاد وفي الذُّرَى

رَجِّعْ نِداءَكَ في الوِهَاد وفي الذُّرَى

وبكُلِّ مُنْعَطَفٍ يَحنُّ إِلى كَمِي

وبكُلِّ مُنْعَطَفٍ يَحنُّ إِلى كَمِي

Echo your call through the valleys and upon the heights,

Echo your call in the meadows and mountains,

and at every bend that yearns for an armored warrior.

And at every turn that yearns toward you.

واطْرُق بِصَيْحِتِك الفضاء فهاهنا

واطْرُق بِصَيْحِتِك الفضاء فهاهنا

خَنَقُوْا النداءَ وأطْبَقُوا فوقَ الفَمِ

خَنَقُوْا النداءَ وأطْبَقُوا فوقَ الفَمِ

And strike the sky with your cry, for here

And make your cry ring out in the skies, for here,

they have stifled the call and clamped the mouth shut.

They have choked off the call and closed off the mouth.

وارْفَعْ نِداءَكَ في السماء يطُفْ على

وارْفَعْ نِداءَكَ في السماء يطُفْ على

أَفْلاكها حُرّاً وَبَيْنَ الأنْجُمِ

أَفْلاكها حُرّاً وَبَيْنَ الأنْجُمِ

And raise your call into the sky; let it roam across

And raise up your call to the heavens, to circle

its orbits freely, and among the stars.

Freely among its orbits, between the stars.

مَنْ ذا يُجيبُكَ والدُّنا قَدْ سَكَّرَتْ

مَنْ ذا يُجيبُكَ والدُّنا قَدْ سَكَّرَتْ

أسْمَاعَها والدَّارُ قبضةُ مُجْرِمِ ؟ !

أسْمَاعَها والدَّارُ قبضةُ مُجْرِمِ ؟ !

Who will answer you, when the worlds have stopped up

For who will answer you, when the world has shut

their ears, and the homeland is in a criminal's grip?!

Its ears, and home is the grip of a criminal?

فَارْفَعْهُ للرَّحمن خَفْقة مُوقِنٍ

فَارْفَعْهُ للرَّحمن خَفْقة مُوقِنٍ

بالله لا غِرٍّ وَ لا مُتَوهِّمِ

بالله لا غِرٍّ وَ لا مُتَوهِّمِ

So raise it to the Most Merciful, the heartbeat of one certain

So raise it up to the All-Merciful, a flutter of certainty

of God, neither naive nor deluded.

In God—not fickle, and not fanciful.

وَاْلجَأْ إِليْه فَلَم تَزَلْ أبْوَابُهُ

وَاْلجَأْ إِليْه فَلَم تَزَلْ أبْوَابُهُ

مفْتُوحَةً للسَّائِلِ المُتَوسِّمِ

مفْتُوحَةً للسَّائِلِ المُتَوسِّمِ

And seek refuge in Him, for His doors have never ceased

And seek refuge in Him, for His doors

to stand open to the discerning seeker.

Remain open to the petitioner marked with good.

المُشْرَعاتُ عَلَى الرُّبى ما بالُهَا

المُشْرَعاتُ عَلَى الرُّبى ما بالُهَا

طُوِيَتْ وما بَالُ الفتَى لْم يَحْزمِ

طُوِيَتْ وما بَالُ الفتَى لْم يَحْزمِ

Those unfurled upon the hills—why have they

They were unlocked to blessings—what has closed them?

been folded, and why has the young man not shown resolve?

And why has the young man not shown resolve?

مَا بالُهُمْ وَقَفُوا وأضْحى زَحْفُهُمْ

مَا بالُهُمْ وَقَفُوا وأضْحى زَحْفُهُمْ

كالبرق مِنْ أُفقٍ شحِيحٍ مُظْلِمِ

كالبرق مِنْ أُفقٍ شحِيحٍ مُظْلِمِ

Why have they halted, their advance becoming

What stopped them, such that their march

like lightning from a miserly, dark horizon?

Became like scarce, gloomy lightning?

هَلاَّ نَشَرْتَ الفَجر في جنباتِه

هَلاَّ نَشَرْتَ الفَجر في جنباتِه

ونشرت مِنْ بَرْقِ العزائم والدَّمِ

ونشرت مِنْ بَرْقِ العزائم والدَّمِ

Why not spread dawn through its flanks,

Why have you not spread dawn through its edges,

and spread some of the lightning of resolve and blood?

Spreading the lightning of resolves and blood?

فانْهضْ ! فَهَاتِيكَ الرُّبى قد فوَّحتْ

فانْهضْ ! فَهَاتِيكَ الرُّبى قد فوَّحتْ

بالعطْرِ مِنْ عَبق الجِهَادِ المُلْهِمِ

بالعطْرِ مِنْ عَبق الجِهَادِ المُلْهِمِ

Rise, then! Those hills have breathed out

So rise!—for these meadows have diffused

perfume from the fragrance of inspiring jihad.

The fragrance of inspiring jihad.

أَمجَادُ تاريخ وَوحيُ نُبُوة

أَمجَادُ تاريخ وَوحيُ نُبُوة

وَجَلالُ إِسْراءٍ وَعِزَّةُ مُسْلِمِ

وَجَلالُ إِسْراءٍ وَعِزَّةُ مُسْلِمِ

The glories of history, and prophetic revelation,

Glories of history, revelation of prophethood,

and the majesty of the Night Journey, and a Muslim's dignity,

Splendor of Night Journey, honor of Muslim.

وَرَفيقُ آيَاتٍ تمُوجُ بِساحِهَا

وَرَفيقُ آيَاتٍ تمُوجُ بِساحِهَا

نُوراً فَيَغْمُرُ مِنْ رُبىً أو مَعلَمِ

نُوراً فَيَغْمُرُ مِنْ رُبىً أو مَعلَمِ

and a companion of verses that surge through its precincts

And companion of signs, surging in its terrain

as light, flooding every hill or landmark.

A light to flood any meadow or road.

قُدْسِيَّةُ الأنوار يَخشَعُ عنْدَها

قُدْسِيَّةُ الأنوار يَخشَعُ عنْدَها

قَلبي ويطْهرُ مِنْ هَوىً أو مأْثَمِ

قَلبي ويطْهرُ مِنْ هَوىً أو مأْثَمِ

The sanctity of the lights—before it bows

Sacred lights—my heart is humble before them

my heart, and grows pure of desire or sin.

And purifies itself of passion or sin.

يَا رَبْوةَ الأقْصَى حَنِينُكِ أدْمُعٌ

يَا رَبْوةَ الأقْصَى حَنِينُكِ أدْمُعٌ

وأنينُ صَدْرِكِ مِنْ جَوىً لَمْ يُكْتَمِ

وأنينُ صَدْرِكِ مِنْ جَوىً لَمْ يُكْتَمِ

O hill of Al-Aqsa, your yearning is tears,

O meadow of al-Aqsa—your yearning is tears

and your breast's moaning rises from unconcealed burning grief.

And the sighs of your breast, from burning untold.

تَتَلَفَّتين ! وأَيْنَ إعصارُ الفتى

تَتَلَفَّتين ! وأَيْنَ إعصارُ الفتى

يُنْجيك مِنْ رَهَقِ الإِسَارِ المُحكَمِ

يُنْجيك مِنْ رَهَقِ الإِسَارِ المُحكَمِ

You look about! Where is the young man's whirlwind

You look around! Where is the storm of the youth

to save you from the torment of tightly bound captivity?

To save you from the misery of firm shackles?

تَتَلفَّتِين ! وَ كُلُّ يوم ثورْةٌ

تَتَلفَّتِين ! وَ كُلُّ يوم ثورْةٌ

عَصفَتْ وَقَيْدُك في الوغَى لَمْ يُحْطمِ

عَصفَتْ وَقَيْدُك في الوغَى لَمْ يُحْطمِ

You look about! And every day a revolt

You look around! And every day an uprising

has raged, yet your chain remains unbroken in battle.

Storms, while your chains in the tumult are unbroken.

أيْن الفَتَى لله يَدْفَعُ خطوَهُ

أيْن الفَتَى لله يَدْفَعُ خطوَهُ

وثْباً كَبَارقٍ صَارِم أو لَهْذَمِ ؟!

وثْباً كَبَارقٍ صَارِم أو لَهْذَمِ ؟!

Where is the young man who, for God, propels his steps,

Where is the lad, for God, who will drive his tread

leaping like the flash of a keen sword or a sharp spear,

And leap like slicing blades or crushing hammers?!

ويَدُقُّ أبْوابَ الجِنَانِ علَى دَمٍ

ويَدُقُّ أبْوابَ الجِنَانِ علَى دَمٍ

حُرِّ وَعهْدٍ في الوَغَى لَم يُثْلَمِ

حُرِّ وَعهْدٍ في الوَغَى لَم يُثْلَمِ

and knocks upon the gates of Paradise with blood

And pound on the doors of Heaven, in blood

that is noble, and a covenant unbroken in battle?

Pure, and a vow in the fray unbroken?

فانْهَضْ إذا أَوْفَيْتَ خُطةَ مُؤمن

فانْهَضْ إذا أَوْفَيْتَ خُطةَ مُؤمن

وصَدَقْتْ نَهْجَ الفَارِس المُتَرَسِّمِ

وصَدَقْتْ نَهْجَ الفَارِس المُتَرَسِّمِ

So rise when you have fulfilled a believer's plan

So rise, when you fulfill the plan of a believer

and been true to the path of the knight who follows the way.

And walk the path of an armored knight.

وَتَحفَّزَتْ كُلُّ الرُّبى ! يَا حُسْنَها

وَتَحفَّزَتْ كُلُّ الرُّبى ! يَا حُسْنَها

والغَارُ فَوقَ جَبِيِنهَا والمِعْصَمِ

والغَارُ فَوقَ جَبِيِنهَا والمِعْصَمِ

And all the hills have readied themselves—how beautiful they are!

And all the meadows thrill!—O their beauty,

With laurel upon their brow and wrist.

As each wears the cave on its brow and wrist.

وازّيَّنَتْ بالزّاحفين كَأنَّهم

وازّيَّنَتْ بالزّاحفين كَأنَّهم

فَلَقُ الصَّبَاحِ جَلاَ عَبيرَ العَنْدَمِ

فَلَقُ الصَّبَاحِ جَلاَ عَبيرَ العَنْدَمِ

And they are adorned with the advancing ranks, as though they

Adorned with crawlers, as if they are

were daybreak unveiling the fragrance of dragon's-blood resin.

The first light of dawn, the scent of moist earth.

كُلُّ المَيَادِيْنِ التي هَيّجْتَها

كُلُّ المَيَادِيْنِ التي هَيّجْتَها

هَبَّاتُ خَطَّارٍ ولَهْفْةُ مُعْلَمِ

هَبَّاتُ خَطَّارٍ ولَهْفْةُ مُعْلَمِ

All the battlefields you have stirred—

Every plain you’ve stirred

a spear-brandisher's onrushes and a marked warrior's yearning—

With the gusts of a gambler and known goal.

أمَلٌ عَلى أجْفَانِنا وكُبُودِنا

أمَلٌ عَلى أجْفَانِنا وكُبُودِنا

وعَلى مُحَيَّانَا وَفَوقَ المبْسمِ

وعَلى مُحَيَّانَا وَفَوقَ المبْسمِ

are hope upon our eyelids and our livers,

A hope is on our eyelids and breasts

and upon our faces and above our smiling mouths.

And our smiles and above the grin—

أمَلٌ كَأَنَّ الفَجْر في بسَمَاته

أمَلٌ كَأَنَّ الفَجْر في بسَمَاته

ورَفيفُهُ بَيْن الطُّيوف الحُوَّمِ

ورَفيفُهُ بَيْن الطُّيوف الحُوَّمِ

Hope, as though dawn were in its smiles,

A hope, as if dawn in its hints

and its fluttering among the circling visions.

And its gentle blow between the sheltering clouds.

وَنَضُمُّ في أَحْنائِنا شَرَف الهَوَى

وَنَضُمُّ في أَحْنائِنا شَرَف الهَوَى

والشَّوْقُ بَيْنَ مُجَنَّحِ و مُكَتَّمٍ

والشَّوْقُ بَيْنَ مُجَنَّحِ و مُكَتَّمٍ

And we clasp within our inner folds the honor of love,

And we hold in our arms the glory of passion

and longing lies between taking wing and being concealed.

And longing between winged and muted.

لله ما تَهْفُو القُلُوبُ إلى غَدٍ

لله ما تَهْفُو القُلُوبُ إلى غَدٍ

زَاهٍ عَلى مَرِّ الزَّمَان مُوَسَّمِ

زَاهٍ عَلى مَرِّ الزَّمَان مُوَسَّمِ

By God, how hearts yearn for a tomorrow

By God, how the hearts incline toward a

radiant and distinguished through the passage of time!

Radiant tomorrow, marked on the scroll of time.

ومَواكِبُ الإِيَمان تَجْلو نَصْرَهَا

ومَواكِبُ الإِيَمان تَجْلو نَصْرَهَا

لتُعيدَ لأْلأَةَ الفُتُوحِ اليُتَّمِ

لتُعيدَ لأْلأَةَ الفُتُوحِ اليُتَّمِ

And the processions of faith unveil their victory,

And the processions of faith reveal their triumph

to restore the brilliance of peerless conquests.

To restore the glow of achievements passed.

وَمَجَامِعُ الدُّنيا تُرَدِّدُ حَوْلها

وَمَجَامِعُ الدُّنيا تُرَدِّدُ حَوْلها

الله أكْبَر ُ أقبِلي وَتَقَدَّمِي

الله أكْبَر ُ أقبِلي وَتَقَدَّمِي

And the assemblies of the world repeat around them:

And the world's forums echo around them

'God is greatest! Come forward and advance!

“God is Great!”—Draw near and advance!

لا تَنْثَني إِلا وفَتْحٌ مُشْرقٌ

لا تَنْثَني إِلا وفَتْحٌ مُشْرقٌ

وَكَريمُ عِرْضِكِ في الْوَغَى لْم يُكْلَمِ

وَكَريمُ عِرْضِكِ في الْوَغَى لْم يُكْلَمِ

Do not turn back unless victory shines,

Do not recoil except with a shining conquest,

and your noble honor remains unwounded in battle.'

And your precious honor in the fray unblemished.

دَارُ مَبَاركةٌ وسَاحُ رباطهَا

دَارُ مَبَاركةٌ وسَاحُ رباطهَا

بَابُ الجنَان وآيةُ الشِّوقِ الظَّمِي

بَابُ الجنَان وآيةُ الشِّوقِ الظَّمِي

A blessed abode, and the precinct of its vigil

Blessed home, and field of devotion—

is the gate of Paradise and a sign of thirsting longing.

The gate of Heaven, sign of consuming longing.

يَا يَومَ أنْ ثَارَتْ هُناك قَوَافِل

يَا يَومَ أنْ ثَارَتْ هُناك قَوَافِل

تَتَرَى تَشُقُّ منَ العَجَاج الأَقْتمِ

تَتَرَى تَشُقُّ منَ العَجَاج الأَقْتمِ

O day when caravans rose there,

O day when the caravans gathered here

in succession, cleaving through the dark dust!

Cleaving their way through crowded gloom.

ما صَدَّهُمْ فَقْرُ العَتاد ولا أسَى

ما صَدَّهُمْ فَقْرُ العَتاد ولا أسَى

ذاكَ الإِسارِ ولا فَدَاحَةُ مُغْرَمِ

ذاكَ الإِسارِ ولا فَدَاحَةُ مُغْرَمِ

Lack of equipment did not deter them, nor the grief

They were not barred by meager supplies or grief

of that captivity, nor the enormity of a loss.

Of that captivity, nor grip of loss.

مَا صَدَّهُمْ خَدَرُ القَرِيبِ ولَهْوُهِ

مَا صَدَّهُمْ خَدَرُ القَرِيبِ ولَهْوُهِ

وَهَوانُ أحْلامِ الغُفَاةِ النُّوَّمِ

وَهَوانُ أحْلامِ الغُفَاةِ النُّوَّمِ

The kinsman's torpor and his diversion did not deter them,

They were not stopped by numbness of kin, or distraction

nor the lowliness of the dreams of drowsing sleepers.

Of heedless dreams and slumber.

شدُّوا أكُفَّهُمُ كأنَّ زِنَادَها

شدُّوا أكُفَّهُمُ كأنَّ زِنَادَها

وقْدُ العَزيمَة في لَهِيب مُضْرَمِ

وقْدُ العَزيمَة في لَهِيب مُضْرَمِ

They clenched their hands, as though their flints

They clasped their fists as if each was

were the fire of resolve within a flame ablaze.

The flint of resolve amidst raging flames.

مَا كَان فِيها لو نظرُتَ سوَى الحَصى

مَا كَان فِيها لو نظرُتَ سوَى الحَصى

قد أرْعَدَتْ في الأُفْقِ إرْعَادَ الكمِي

قد أرْعَدَتْ في الأُفْقِ إرْعَادَ الكمِي

There was nothing in them, if you looked, but pebbles,

In them, if you looked, was nothing but pebbles

which thundered on the horizon with an armored warrior's thunder.

That thundered on the horizon like lightning.

وكَأنَّهَا قَصْفُ المَدافَع ولْوَلَتْ

وكَأنَّهَا قَصْفُ المَدافَع ولْوَلَتْ

ما بَيْنَ أعْراسِ الجِهَادِ وَمَأْتِمِ

ما بَيْنَ أعْراسِ الجِهَادِ وَمَأْتِمِ

And as though they were cannon fire, they wailed

As if they were cannon fire, had they ignited,

between the weddings of jihad and a funeral.

Between the weddings of jihad and funeral.

وَحَناجِرٍ خَفَقَتْ كَأَنَّ دَويَّهَا

وَحَناجِرٍ خَفَقَتْ كَأَنَّ دَويَّهَا

رَعْدٌ يُجَلْجِلُ أُو زَئِيرُ الضِّرْغَمِ

رَعْدٌ يُجَلْجِلُ أُو زَئِيرُ الضِّرْغَمِ

And throats throbbed, as though their booming

With throats aquiver, as if their clamor

were rumbling thunder or a lion's roar.

Were thunder to convulse, or beasts to growl.

تركَتْ قِلاعَ الغَاصبين كأنَّها

تركَتْ قِلاعَ الغَاصبين كأنَّها

تَهْوي بِمُنْصَدعِ الجِدَار مُهَدَّمِ

تَهْوي بِمُنْصَدعِ الجِدَار مُهَدَّمِ

They left the usurpers' fortresses as though they

They left the citadels of usurpers as if

were toppling, their walls cracked and demolished.

Crumbling under cracked and shattered walls.

أمَلٌ يُدَاعِبُهُ الخَيالُ فَهلْ تُرى

أمَلٌ يُدَاعِبُهُ الخَيالُ فَهلْ تُرى

صدَقَ الخيَالُ وَجَدَّ بَعْدَ تَوَهُّمَ ؟!

صدَقَ الخيَالُ وَجَدَّ بَعْدَ تَوَهُّمَ ؟!

A hope imagination caresses—has, one wonders,

A hope that fancy teases—could it be

imagination proved true and become real after illusion?

The fancy spoke truth after figments?

أمْ أنّهُ بَرْقٌ ! فيا لعَزائمٍ

أمْ أنّهُ بَرْقٌ ! فيا لعَزائمٍ

هبَّتْ على نهْجٍ أدقَّ وَأَحْزمِ

هبَّتْ على نهْجٍ أدقَّ وَأَحْزمِ

Or is it a lightning flash? Oh, the resolves

Or was it lightning!—then for resolves

that rose upon a more exact and resolute course!

That blew on a path more precise and wise.

يَا خُطَّةَ الإِيَمانِ ! إِنَّ جَلاءَها

يَا خُطَّةَ الإِيَمانِ ! إِنَّ جَلاءَها

بَيْنَ النّزال وبينَ رأْيٍ مُحْكَمِ

بَيْنَ النّزال وبينَ رأْيٍ مُحْكَمِ

O plan of faith! Surely its clarity lies

O scheme of faith!—its clarity amid the fray

between combat and well-founded judgment.

And wise counsel is the honor of deeds.

شَرَفُ الفَعالِ يُصَانُ بَيْنَ أسنَّةٍ

شَرَفُ الفَعالِ يُصَانُ بَيْنَ أسنَّةٍ

تَجْلُو عَلَى المَيْدَانِ نَهْجَ المُسْلِمِ

تَجْلُو عَلَى المَيْدَانِ نَهْجَ المُسْلِمِ

The honor of deeds is safeguarded among spearheads

It is guarded by the swords that shine

that reveal upon the battlefield the Muslim's path.

On the battlefield with the Muslim way.

تَمْضِي السنُونَ وَكُلُّ يَوْمٍ خِدْعةٌ

تَمْضِي السنُونَ وَكُلُّ يَوْمٍ خِدْعةٌ

بَيْنَ " الحُلُول " وأَنَّهُ المتَظَلِّمِ

بَيْنَ " الحُلُول " وأَنَّهُ المتَظَلِّمِ

The years pass, and each day is a deception

The years pass, and each day a trick

between 'solutions' and his being the aggrieved complainant.

Between “solutions,” and claims of wronged justice.

وَنَكَادُ لاَ تَرْضَى هَوَانَ خديعَةٍ

وَنَكَادُ لاَ تَرْضَى هَوَانَ خديعَةٍ

إِلاَّ طَوَينَاهَا بحَلٍّ أشْأَم

إِلاَّ طَوَينَاهَا بحَلٍّ أشْأَم

And we almost reject a deception's humiliation,

We can scarcely bear the disgrace of a ruse

only to fold it away with a still more ill-omened solution.

Unless we fold it in a viler scheme.

يَا أُمَّةَ الإِسلاَمِ دَرْبُكِ مُقْفرٌ

يَا أُمَّةَ الإِسلاَمِ دَرْبُكِ مُقْفرٌ

ما بَيْنَ أوهَامٍ تَدُورُ و مَزْعَمِ

ما بَيْنَ أوهَامٍ تَدُورُ و مَزْعَمِ

O nation of Islam, your path is desolate,

O nation of Islam—your path lies barren

between circling illusions and a claim.

Between mirages that turn, and claims.

فَدُرُوبُها شَوْكٌ أَشَدُّ عليك مِنْ

فَدُرُوبُها شَوْكٌ أَشَدُّ عليك مِنْ

خَرْط القَتَادِ ومِنْ مَذاَق العَلْقَمِ

خَرْط القَتَادِ ومِنْ مَذاَق العَلْقَمِ

For its paths are thorns, harsher upon you than

So its roads are thorns, sharper for you

stripping the qatad thornbush, and than the taste of colocynth.

Than scraping file, or taste of colocynth.

شَرَكُ المُسَاومَة التي تَرْجينها

شَرَكُ المُسَاومَة التي تَرْجينها

شَرَكُ يَمُدُّ إِليك نَابَ الأرْقم

شَرَكُ يَمُدُّ إِليك نَابَ الأرْقم

The snare of bargaining that you hope for

The partnership of compromise you seek

is a snare extending the speckled serpent's fang toward you.

Is a partnership that stretches its serpent fangs.

هَلاَّ أفَقْتِ عَلى المَيَادين التي

هَلاَّ أفَقْتِ عَلى المَيَادين التي

تَهْدي إِلى وَضَح السّبِيِل الأقْوَمِ

تَهْدي إِلى وَضَح السّبِيِل الأقْوَمِ

Why not awaken to the battlefields that

Why not wake to the plains that

guide to the brightness of the straightest path?

Lead to the clear, straightest road?

حَقُّ الشُعُوبِ يَنَالُه خَطْفُ القَنَا

حَقُّ الشُعُوبِ يَنَالُه خَطْفُ القَنَا

والرَّأيُ رأيُ المُؤمِنِ المتَقَدِّم

والرَّأيُ رأيُ المُؤمِنِ المتَقَدِّم

The rights of peoples are won by swift spear-thrusts,

The rights of peoples are seized by grasping reins

and judgment is the judgment of the advancing believer.

And steering—the view of the advancing believer.

فرِدي حِيَاضَ المَوْتَ حَتى تُوهَبي

فرِدي حِيَاضَ المَوْتَ حَتى تُوهَبي

عِزَّ الحَيَاةِ وأقْدِمي لا تُحْجِمي

عِزَّ الحَيَاةِ وأقْدِمي لا تُحْجِمي

So approach the pools of death until you are granted

So ready the meadows of death, that you may be granted

the glory of life; advance, do not hang back.

The honor of life, and advance, do not refrain!