سل الميناء لو سمع الخطابا

سل الميناء لو سمع الخطابا

 فروي غلة الصادي جوابا

فروي غلة الصادي جوابا

Ask the port, could it but hear the words

Ask the harbor, did it hear this talk,

Ask the harbor if it heard the speech, / That it might quench the thirsty one's burning with an answer.

And slake the thirsty one's burning thirst with an answer,

And relay the yield of the echo as an answer.

And the heroes of the Union, how they spent the night / Tasting humiliation and torment.

و ابطال ( النقابة ) كيف باتوا

و ابطال ( النقابة ) كيف باتوا

 يذوقون المذلة و العذابا

يذوقون المذلة و العذابا

And the union's heroes, how they passed the night,

And the heroes of the guild, how did they spend the night

Is it a sin to say that we have rights, / Which their owners refused to surrender to usurpation?

Tasting humiliation and torment.

Tasting humiliation and torment.

Is it justice that the colonizer's hand forces every free man / To swallow motes of dust and bitter cactus?

أذنب أن يقال لنا حقوق

أذنب أن يقال لنا حقوق

 أبي أصحابهن لها اغتصابا

أبي أصحابهن لها اغتصابا

Is it a sin to say that we have rights,

Is it a sin that we are told we have rights,

Is it lawful for the son of London, within our sanctuary, / To shed the blood of the son of Mesopotamia without blame?

Whose holders refuse to have them usurped?

Yet their people have seized them as plunder.

And is it oppression if we raise a hand against him, / While it is his right to extend spears at us?

و عدل أن تجرع كل حر

و عدل أن تجرع كل حر

 يد المستعمرين قذى و صابا

يد المستعمرين قذى و صابا

And is it just that every free man be forced to swallow,

And justice that every free man

O crowds of toilers, we have been gathered / By six calamities whose count I shall realize.

By the colonizers' hand, dregs and bitter sap?

Drinks the hands of the colonists, misery and beating.

And a hatred—were I to condemn any other hatred— / Yet this one I find naught but pleasant.

حلال لابن ( لندن ) في حمانا

حلال لابن ( لندن ) في حمانا

 دم ابن الرافدين فلا عتبا

دم ابن الرافدين فلا عتبا

Lawful for London's son, within our sanctuary,

Lawful for London's son in our Hema

Pouring fire upon the colonizers, / And upon the sons of wealth, a molten flame.

Is the blood of the Two Rivers' son—so no reproach!

The blood of the son of the two rivers, so no blame.

We inherited it from our fathers, and it endures; / We shall bequeath it to our sons as a sweet torment.

وجور أن نمد يدا إليه

وجور أن نمد يدا إليه

 و حق أن يمد لنا حرابا

و حق أن يمد لنا حرابا

Yet it is wrong for us to extend a hand to him,

And oppression that we extend a hand to him

A world from which justice is never absent, / Even if it be absent from all else.

And right for him to extend spears toward us.

And a right that he extends spears to us.

By your Lord, tell me: which criminal / Has hunted down noble sons from your midst?

جموع الكادحين و جمعتنا

جموع الكادحين و جمعتنا

 مصائب ست أدركها حسابا

مصائب ست أدركها حسابا

O multitudes of toilers, we have been brought together

The masses of toilers and our gathering

And has come to be within you, without safe sanctuary, / While his soldiers sharpen claw and fang.

By six calamities, which I can count.

Misfortunes that arithmetic will ascertain.

A gaze from him looked down upon the Union, / Enraged, almost bursting into flames.

و حقد إن ذممت سواه حقدا

و حقد إن ذممت سواه حقدا

 فلا ألقاه إلا مستطابا

فلا ألقاه إلا مستطابا

And a hatred—though I condemn every other hatred—

And hatred, if I blamed anyone else for hatred

He drove forth men heavily laden with spitters / Of fire's flame, bearing their bayonets.

I can only find this one welcome.

I have found none but what is well-chosen.

Making every free man taste humiliation, / Whom the love of the Union called, and he answered.

على المستعمرين بصب نارا

على المستعمرين بصب نارا

 و أبناء الثراء لظى مذابا

و أبناء الثراء لظى مذابا

Upon the colonizers it pours fire,

Pour fire on the colonists

With no weapon but their hammers, / Which are honored in their kinship to the truth.

And upon the sons of wealth, molten flame.

And the sons of wealth, a molten mass.

Yours is the eternal glory of armies / That storm the door against a small gathering.

و رثناه الأبوة و هو باق

و رثناه الأبوة و هو باق

 سنورثه البنين منى عذابا

سنورثه البنين منى عذابا

And we inherited it from our fathers, and it endures;

We inherited fatherhood, and it remains

An 'Advisor' has protected you from your enemy, / And suffice it that you have become a tail to him.

We shall bequeath it to our sons as sweet hopes,

We will bequeath agony to the sons.

His satisfaction lies in your terrorizing every home / That shelters toilers; and indeed, he has succeeded.

و دنيا لا يغيب العدل عنها

و دنيا لا يغيب العدل عنها

 إذا هو عن سواها كان غابا

إذا هو عن سواها كان غابا

And a world from which justice never vanishes,

And a world where justice does not disappear from it

For he has no enemy like the toilers, / While the mercenary seeks to please and favor him.

Even if it has vanished from all others.

If it was absent from anything else, it would be missed.

Does he seek to choke with chains the voice of a people / That mocks death? He has surely played the fool.

بربك حدثيني أي جان

بربك حدثيني أي جان

 تصيد منك أبناء نجابا

تصيد منك أبناء نجابا

By your Lord, tell me: what criminal

For God's sake, tell me which side

Let the horizons teem with victims, / And the ear of the wind be filled with wailing.

Hunted down your noble sons,

You hunt the elite sons from.

Feed the prisons with us, and from our blood / Quench the desert or water the mirage.

و أمسى منك دون حمى أمين

و أمسى منك دون حمى أمين

 تحد جنوده ظفرا و نابا

تحد جنوده ظفرا و نابا

And now has no safe refuge from you?

And who spent the night without protection

O you, for whom there is no end but evacuation, / For the people have torn away the veil.

His troops sharpen claw and fang.

Mobilizing its troops for victory and high ground.

They have turned upon the tyrants without hesitation, / And upon the colonizers without turning back.

أطل على النقابة منه طرف

أطل على النقابة منه طرف

 مغيظ كاد يلتهب التهابا

مغيظ كاد يلتهب التهابا

A gaze of his fell upon the union,

It glanced at the guild with an eye

O crowds of toilers, great is the shame / Of our acceptance of humiliation, and base is the defect.

Enraged, almost bursting into flame.

That almost caught fire from rage.

The misery of a people calls you to struggle, / A people who have borne the hardships of their abasement.

و أزجى مثقلين بنافثات

و أزجى مثقلين بنافثات

 لهيب النار يحملن الحرابا

لهيب النار يحملن الحرابا

And he dispatched men laden with weapons that spit

And provoked those weighed down

Seize your adversary, O Revenge, and do not soften; / Be earnest, falling not short in your pursuit.

Flames of fire and bear bayonets.

With the flames of fire carrying spears.

The bright tomorrow has marched towards you, so march on, / And draw ever closer to its countenance.

يذيقون المهانة كل حر

يذيقون المهانة كل حر

 دعاه هوى النقابة فاستجابا

دعاه هوى النقابة فاستجابا

They make every free man taste humiliation,

They taste humiliation, every free man

And strike dead within the ribs of every tyrant / A heart that has answered the call of evil.

Whom love of the union summoned, and who answered.

Whose passion for the guild called him, so he answered.

The thirsty among the victims almost / Cry out: 'Make of his blood a drink!'

و ما غير المطارق من سلاح

و ما غير المطارق من سلاح

 و قد كرمت إلى الحق انتسابا

و قد كرمت إلى الحق انتسابا

And there are no weapons but hammers,

And nothing but hammers for weapons

The eyes of virgins look down upon you / From their shrouds, resentful and wrathful.

And they are ennobled by allegiance to what is right.

And you have honored belonging to the truth.

The blood of honor has turned them pale, / And turned into dye upon the criminal's hand.

لك الفخر المخلد من جيوش

لك الفخر المخلد من جيوش

 على الجمع القليل تجوز بابا

على الجمع القليل تجوز بابا

Yours is everlasting glory, thanks to armies

You have the eternal pride of armies

The bodies of tyrants have blocked from us / A light we wish never to be hidden.

That march through a door against a tiny gathering!

Triumphing over the small group, surpassing the door.

The rays shall pour through the holes / Made by the people's bullets, increasing their flow.

وصانك من عدوك ( مستشار )

وصانك من عدوك ( مستشار )

 و حسبك أن غدوت له ذنابى

و حسبك أن غدوت له ذنابى

And an 'adviser' protected you from your enemy;

And your advisor protected you from your enemy

Yours is the morrow and life; and for the enemies / Are the pickaxes with which you dig the earth.

And it is enough that you have become his tail.

And it is enough that you became his foes.

So cry out to the Ally: 'Away from us! / We want neither alliance nor mandate.'

رضاه بأن تريعي كل دار

رضاه بأن تريعي كل دار

 تضم الكادحين و قد أصابا

تضم الكادحين و قد أصابا

His pleasure lies in your terrorizing every house

His approval is that you raid every house

That shelters toilers—and he has judged rightly:

That contains the toilers, and it has been hit.

فما كالكادحين له عدو

فما كالكادحين له عدو

 إذا استرضاه مرتزق و حابى

إذا استرضاه مرتزق و حابى

For he has no enemy like the toilers,

None is an enemy of it like the toilers are

When a hireling seeks his favor and panders.

If a mercenary and partisan appeased it.

أبالأغلال يخنق صوت شعب

أبالأغلال يخنق صوت شعب

 تهزأ بالحمام لقد تغابى

تهزأ بالحمام لقد تغابى

Can he strangle a people's voice with shackles?

With chains it strangles the voice of a people

You scoff at death; he has indeed played the fool.

Who mock the pigeons, they have indeed transgressed.

دع الآفاق تزخر بالضحايا

دع الآفاق تزخر بالضحايا

 و سمع الريح يمتليء انتحابا

و سمع الريح يمتليء انتحابا

Let the horizons surge with victims,

Let the horizons overflow with victims

And the wind's hearing brim with sobbing.

And the wind's hearing be filled with lamenting.

و غذ بنا السجون و من دمانا

و غذ بنا السجون و من دمانا

 فرو البيد أو فاسق السرابا

فرو البيد أو فاسق السرابا

And feed the prisons with us; and with our blood

Feed us the prisons, and from our blood

Water the deserts, or give the mirage drink.

Cover the desert or spill the mirage.

فيا غير الجلاء لك انتهاء

فيا غير الجلاء لك انتهاء

 فإن الشعب قد هتك الحجابا

فإن الشعب قد هتك الحجابا

So you have no end but withdrawal;

So other than the brave, your end is coming

For the people have torn away the veil,

For the people have torn down the barrier.

و ألوى بالطغاة فما توانى

و ألوى بالطغاة فما توانى

 و بالمستعمرين فما أنابا

و بالمستعمرين فما أنابا

And swept away the tyrants, never faltering,

And I twisted the tyrants, so it did not hesitate

And the colonizers, never turning back.

And with the colonists, it did not repent.

جموع الكادحين و جل عارا

جموع الكادحين و جل عارا

 رضانا بالهوان وخس عابا

رضانا بالهوان وخس عابا

O multitudes of toilers—and great is the shame

The masses of toilers and the great shame

Of our acceptance of abasement, and vile the disgrace!

That we accepted humiliation and vile weakness.

دعاك إلى النضال شقاء شعب

دعاك إلى النضال شقاء شعب

 تحمل من مذلته الصعابا

تحمل من مذلته الصعابا

A people's suffering called you to struggle,

The misery of a people called you to struggle

A people who bore the hardships of their humiliation.

Bearing the difficulties of its torment.

خذي يالثأر خصمك لا تليني

خذي يالثأر خصمك لا تليني

 وجدي غير قاصرة طلابا

وجدي غير قاصرة طلابا

Take vengeance on your foe; do not yield,

Take revenge, do not weaken against your enemy

And strive, unflagging in your pursuit.

And find requests other than inadequate.

و سار لك الغد الزاهي فسيري

و سار لك الغد الزاهي فسيري

 وزيدي من محياه اقترابا

وزيدي من محياه اقترابا

And radiant tomorrow has set forth for you—go forth,

And the bright future marched for you, so march

And draw ever closer to its countenance.

And increase your approach to its life.

و أصمي في جوانح كل طاغ

و أصمي في جوانح كل طاغ

 فؤادا كان للشر استجابا

فؤادا كان للشر استجابا

And strike dead, within every tyrant's breast,

And deafen in the chests of every tyrant

A heart that had answered the call of evil.

A heart that used to heed evil.

يكاد الظامئون من الضحايا

يكاد الظامئون من الضحايا

 يصيحون اجعلي دمه شرابا

يصيحون اجعلي دمه شرابا

The thirsty among the victims all but

The thirsty from the victims

Cry out: 'Make his blood a drink!'

Almost scream, “Make his blood a drink."

تطل عليك أحداق العذارى

تطل عليك أحداق العذارى

 من الأكفان حانقة غضابا

من الأكفان حانقة غضابا

The virgins' eyes look out at you

The reddened eyes of the virgins watch you

From the shrouds, resentful and enraged.

From the shrouds, angry and wrathful.

دم الأعراض عاد بها اصفرارا

دم الأعراض عاد بها اصفرارا

 و عاد على يد الجاني خضابا

و عاد على يد الجاني خضابا

The blood of honor has turned them pale,

The blood of honors has returned to them yellowness

And turned to dye upon the criminal's hand.

And returned on the hand of the perpetrator as dye.

و أجسام الطغاة حجين عنا

و أجسام الطغاة حجين عنا

 ضياء لا نريد له احتجابا

ضياء لا نريد له احتجابا

And the tyrants' bodies have blocked from us

And the bodies of the tyrants, protect us

A light we do not wish to have concealed.

From a light we do not want covered.

ستنصب الأشعة من خروق

ستنصب الأشعة من خروق

 رصاص الشعب زاذ بها انصبابا

رصاص الشعب زاذ بها انصبابا

The rays will pour through the holes

The rays will point from the holes

Made by the people's bullets, streaming through them all the more.

Of the people's bullets, pouring through them.

لك الغد و الحياة و للأعادي

لك الغد و الحياة و للأعادي

 معاول تحفرين بها الترابا

معاول تحفرين بها الترابا

Yours are tomorrow and life; and for the enemies,

The future, life, and the enemies are yours

Pickaxes with which you dig the earth.

Pickaxes you dig the soil with.

فصيحي ( بالحليف إليك عنا

فصيحي ( بالحليف إليك عنا

 فلا حلفا نريد و لا انتدابا

فلا حلفا نريد و لا انتدابا

Then cry to the ally: 'Away from us!

So call on the ally, “To you from us

For we want neither alliance nor mandate!'

No alliance do we want, nor appointment."