لَعَمرُكَ ما يَنفَكُّ يَخطُرُ بَينَنا

لَعَمرُكَ ما يَنفَكُّ يَخطُرُ بَينَنا

مَعَ الرومِ حَربُ بِالقَنا وَالمَناصِلِ

مَعَ الرومِ حَربُ بِالقَنا وَالمَناصِلِ

By your life, it never ceases to stride between us—

By your life, it never ceases to cross my mind

war with the Romans, with spears and blades.

With the Romans, war with spears and blades

نُقارِعُهُم بِالمَوتِ دونَ بَناتِهِم

نُقارِعُهُم بِالمَوتِ دونَ بَناتِهِم

مُقارَعَةَ الأُسدِ الغِضابِ البَواسِلِ

مُقارَعَةَ الأُسدِ الغِضابِ البَواسِلِ

We clash with them in deadly combat before reaching their daughters,

We battle them with death before their daughters

as angry, valiant lions clash.

The battle of lions, furious heroes

فَلَم تَرَ عَيني كَاِقتِضاءِ بَناتِهِم

فَلَم تَرَ عَيني كَاِقتِضاءِ بَناتِهِم

لَوِترٍ لَدَينا أَو طِلابِ الطَوائِلِ

لَوِترٍ لَدَينا أَو طِلابِ الطَوائِلِ

And my eye has never seen the like of their daughters' demands

So my eyes never saw bargaining for their daughters

for a blood-debt we owe, or their pursuit of vengeance.

A lute with us or seeking long goals

إِذا ما قَتَلنا بِالسُيوفِ رِجالَها

إِذا ما قَتَلنا بِالسُيوفِ رِجالَها

تَقاضَينَ مِنّا بِالعُيونِ القَواتِلِ

تَقاضَينَ مِنّا بِالعُيونِ القَواتِلِ

Whenever we kill their men with swords,

When we kill their men with swords

they exact repayment from us with their deadly eyes.

They seek from us, with deadly glances