لِيَهْنِmay it gladden دمشقاًDamascus أَنthat كُرسيّthe throne of مُلْكِهاher realm
لِيَهْنِ دمشقاً أَن كُرسيّ مُلْكِها
حُبيwas endowed منكfrom you صَدْراًa leader ضاقproved too narrow عنto contain هَمِّهhis ambition الصَّدْرُthe breast
حُبي منك صَدْراً ضاق عن هَمِّه الصَّدْرُ
May Damascus rejoice that the throne of her realm
Rejoice Damascus that the throne of its kingdom
has been endowed, in you, with a leader whose ambition no breast can contain.
Has become to you a breast tightened by cares from it the breast
وأَنكand that you نورَNur (light) الدينal-Din (the faith) مُذْsince زُرتَyou visited أَرضهاher land
وأَنك نورَ الدين مُذْ زُرتَ أَرضها
سمتْshe rose بكthrough you حتىuntil انحطّsank low نَسرهاher eagle النسرthe Eagle
سمتْ بك حتى انحطّ نَسرها النسر
And that you, Nur al-Din, since you visited her land,
You are the light of religion since you visited its land
have raised her until the Eagle sank below her eagle.
It was named after you until its eagle descended, the eagle
هيshe الثَّغْرthe frontier (also mouth) أَمسىbecame بالكراديسwith battalions عابساًfrowning
هي الثَّغْر أَمسى بالكراديس عابساً
وأَصبحand became عنthrough بابthe Gate of الفراديسParadises يَفْتَرّsmiling
وأَصبح عن باب الفراديس يَفْتَرّ
She is the frontier, now frowning with battalions,
It is the frontier that became sullen in the evenings
and now smiling through the Gate of Paradises.
And in the morning it snarls at the gate of paradise
فإِمّاso if وقفتyou halted الخيلthe horses ناقعةquenching الصَّدىthirst
فإِمّا وقفت الخيل ناقعة الصَّدى
علىbeside بردىthe Barada منfrom فوقهاabove them الوَرَقthe foliage النَّصْرvictory
على بردى من فوقها الوَرَق النَّصْر
So if you halted the horses, quenching their thirst,
Whether you stopped the horses echoing the call
beside the Barada, with victory's foliage overhead,
Over silk from above it the banners of victory
فمنthen from بعدafter ماthat أَوردتهاyou led them in حَوْمةَthe thick of الوغىbattle
فمن بعد ما أَوردتها حَوْمةَ الوغى
وأَصدرتهاand you brought them out والبيضand the white swords منfrom عَلَقٍclotted blood حُمْرred
وأَصدرتها والبيض من عَلَقٍ حُمْر
it was after you had led them into the thick of battle,
After you watered it with the commotion of turmoil
and brought them out, the white swords red with clotted blood.
And goaded it while the whites and the red of the bubbles
وجلّلتهاand you shrouded them نقعاًin dust أَضاعeffaced شِياتِهاtheir markings
وجلّلتها نقعاً أَضاع شِياتِها
فلاso not شُهْبُهاtheir greys شهبgrey ولاand not شُقْرهاtheir chestnuts شقرchestnut
فلا شُهْبُها شهب ولا شُقْرها شقر
And you shrouded them in dust that effaced their markings,
You adorned it with stunning that made its spark vanish
so neither their greys were grey nor their chestnuts chestnut.
So its spark is no spark and its amber no amber
علاrose النهرُthe river لماwhen كاثَرَrivalled in number القصبthe reeds القناthe spears
علا النهرُ لما كاثَرَ القصب القنا
مكاثرةًa rivalry in numbers فيin كلevery نَحْرٍthroat لهاfor them نَحْرُa slaughtering thrust
مكاثرةً في كل نَحْرٍ لها نَحْرُ
The river rose when spears rivalled reeds in number,
The river rose when the reeds battled
a contest of numbers, with a thrust from them in every throat.
A battle in every creek it has a creek
وقدand already شرِقتْchoked أَجْرافهits banks بدمwith the blood of العِدىthe foes
وقد شرِقتْ أَجْرافه بدم العِدى
إِلىuntil أَنthat جرىflowed العاصيthe Orontes وضحضاحهand its shallows غَمرdeep water
إِلى أَن جرى العاصي وضحضاحه غَمر
And its banks had choked on the blood of foes,
And its shores shone with the blood of the enemy
until the Orontes flowed, its shallows now deep water.
Until the rebels and their clamor flowed copiously
صدعْتَهمُyou shattered them صَدْعَthe shattering of الزُّجاجةa glass vessel لاno يدٌhand
صدعْتَهمُ صَدْعَ الزُّجاجة لا يدٌ
لجابرهاfor its mender ماnot كلُّevery كسرٍbreak لهfor it جَبْرrepair
لجابرها ما كلُّ كسرٍ له جَبْر
You shattered them as a glass vessel is shattered; no hand
You fractured them, the fracture of a glass vessel
can mend it—not every break admits repair.
None can mend it as not all breaks have a mend
فلاso let not ينتحلclaim as his own منfrom بعدهاafter it الفخرَglory دائلٌa victor
فلا ينتحل من بعدها الفخرَ دائلٌ
فمنfor whoever بارزfaced in single combat الإِبرنزthe Prince كانwas لهhis الفخرglory
فمن بارز الإِبرنز كان له الفخر
So let no victor after this lay claim to glory,
So none can claim glory after it except the dauntless
for whoever faced the Prince in single combat earned the glory.
For he who battled bronze was the glorious
ومَنْand whoever بزّwrested أَنطاكيةAntioch مِنْfrom مليكهاher king
ومَنْ بزّ أَنطاكية مِنْ مليكها
أَطاعتهobeyed him أَلحاظُthe glances of المُؤلّلَةِthe keen-pointed ones الخُزْرthe slant-eyed ones
أَطاعته أَلحاظُ المُؤلّلَةِ الخُزْر
And whoever wrested Antioch from her king,
And he who raced Antioch against its king
the glances of the keen-pointed, slant-eyed weapons obeyed him.
Obeyed by the glance of the crowned fair
أَتىcame رأسهhis head ركضاًat a gallop وغودرand was left behind شِلْوُهُhis carcass
أَتى رأسه ركضاً وغودر شِلْوُهُ
وليسand there was no سوىanything but عافيthe scavengers among النسورthe vultures لهfor him قبرgrave
وليس سوى عافي النسور له قبر
His head arrived at a gallop, his carcass left behind,
His head came galloping while his corpse rotted
with no grave for him but the scavenging vultures.
And nothing but the wood of vultures is his grave
كماjust as أَهدتِbestowed الأَقدارُthe fates للقمصupon the Count أَسْرَهُhis captivity
كما أَهدتِ الأَقدارُ للقمص أَسْرَهُ
وأَسْعَدُand the most fortunate قِرنٍopponent منthe one whom حواهheld him لكfor you الأَسْرcaptivity
وأَسْعَدُ قِرنٍ من حواه لك الأَسْر
Just as the fates bestowed captivity upon the Count,
As fate presented the captive to the barefoot
and the most fortunate foe is he whom captivity delivered to you.
And more fortunate an era that hosted you as captive
فأَلْقتْso they cast بأَيديهاwith their hands إِليكto you حصونُهhis fortresses
فأَلْقتْ بأَيديها إِليك حصونُه
ولوand if لمnot تُجِبْthey responded طوعاًwillingly لجاءwould surely have come بهاwith them القَسْرforce
ولو لم تُجِبْ طوعاً لجاء بها القَسْر
So his fortresses offered you their hands in surrender,
So it cast its fortresses into your hands
and had they not answered willingly, force would have brought them.
And had it not obeyed willingly, it would come by force
وأَمستْand became عَزازAzaz كاسمهاlike her name بكthrough you عِزَّةًmight
وأَمستْ عَزاز كاسمها بك عِزَّةً
تشُقّproves difficult علىfor النَّسريْنthe two Eagles لوif أَنهاthat she الوَكْرthe nest
تشُقّ على النَّسريْن لو أَنها الوَكْر
And Azaz became, through you, might itself, true to her name,
And Azaz became mighty like its name through you
daunting even the two Eagles, were she their nest.
Hard on the two eagles even if it were the den
فسِرْso march تملإِyou will fill الدُّنياthe world ضياءًwith radiance وبَهْجةًand joy
فسِرْ تملإِ الدُّنيا ضياءً وبَهْجةً
فبالأُفُقfor in the horizon الداجيdark إِلىfor ذاthis السَّناradiance فَقْرneed
فبالأُفُق الداجي إِلى ذا السَّنا فَقْر
So march, and fill the world with radiance and joy,
March on, filling the world with light and delight
for the dark horizon has need of this radiance.
So fly to the Far Mosque from this lofty abode
كأَنيas though I بهذاwith this العزمresolve لاmay not فُلّbe blunted حَدُّهits edge
كأَني بهذا العزم لا فُلّ حَدُّه
وأَقصاهand its furthest reach بالأَقصىat al-Aqsa وقدand already قُضِيَwas accomplished الأَمرthe task
وأَقصاه بالأَقصى وقد قُضِيَ الأَمر
I can almost see this resolve—may its edge never be blunted—
It is as if I see this resolve endless is its extent
with its furthest reach at al-Aqsa, the task accomplished,
And its end at the end while the order is fulfilled
وقدand already أَصبحbecame البيتthe House المقدَّسُholy طاهراًpure
وقد أَصبح البيت المقدَّسُ طاهراً
وليسand there is no سوىanything but جاريflowing الدماءblood لهfor it طُهْرpurification
وليس سوى جاري الدماء له طُهْر
and the Holy House now pure,
And the Sacred House has become pure in the morning
with no purification for it save flowing blood.
And nothing but the blood pourer has its purity
وإِنand if تتيمَّمْyou make for ساحِلthe shore of البحرthe sea مالكاًas a sovereign
وإِن تتيمَّمْ ساحِل البحر مالكاً
فلاthen no عجبٌwonder أَنthat يملِكshould rule الساحلَthe shore البحرthe sea
فلا عجبٌ أَن يملِك الساحلَ البحر
And if you make for the seacoast as a sovereign,
And if the coast of the sea reigns as king
then it is no wonder that the sea should rule the shore.
No wonder that the sea reigns the coast
سللتَyou drew سيوفاًswords أَثكلتbereaved كلَّevery بلدةtown
سللتَ سيوفاً أَثكلت كلَّ بلدة
بصاحبهاof its lord حتىuntil تخوفكfeared you البدرthe full moon
بصاحبها حتى تخوفك البدر
You drew swords that bereaved every town
You unleashed swords that widowed every town
of its lord, until even the full moon feared you.
Of its lord, so that the full moons fear you
إِذاwhen سارsets forth نورNur (light) الدينal-Din (the faith) فيon عَزَماتهhis resolute undertakings
إِذا سار نور الدين في عَزَماته
فقُولاthen say, you two لِلَيْلِto the night of الإِفكfalsehood قدindeed طلَعhas risen الفجرdawn
فقُولا لِلَيْلِ الإِفك قد طلَع الفجر
When Nur al-Din sets forth on his resolute undertakings,
When Nur al-Din proceeds in his resolves
then say, you two, to the night of falsehood: Dawn has risen.
Say to the slanderous night the dawn has risen
هُمامٌa valiant hero متىwhenever هَزَّتstirred up مواضيthe keen blades of سيوفهhis swords
هُمامٌ متى هَزَّت مواضي سيوفه
لهاfor themselves ذكراًmention زُفّتwas led as a bride لهto him قَلْعةٌa fortress بِكْرvirgin
لها ذكراً زُفّت له قَلْعةٌ بِكْر
A hero: whenever his keen swords stir up
They are aspirations: when their swords shook habitations
talk of themselves, a virgin fortress is led to him as a bride.
It has remembrance carried to it an untouched fortress
خلعتَyou bestowed علىupon الأَيّامthe days منfrom حُلَلِthe robes of العُلىglory
خلعتَ على الأَيّام من حُلَلِ العُلى
ملابِسgarments منamong أَعلامهاtheir emblems الحمدpraise والشكرُand gratitude
ملابِس من أَعلامها الحمد والشكرُ
You bestowed upon the days, from the robes of glory,
You adorned the days in robes of exaltation
garments whose emblems are praise and gratitude.
With garments of flags: praise and gratitude
فلاso let not تفتخرboast مصرٌEgypt عليناover us بنيلهاof her Nile
فلا تفتخر مصرٌ علينا بنيلها
فيمناكَfor your right hand نيلٌa Nile كلُّevery مِصْرٍcity بهthrough it مِصْرُan Egypt
فيمناكَ نيلٌ كلُّ مِصْرٍ به مِصْرُ
So let Egypt not boast over us of her Nile,
So let not Egypt boast over us with its Nile
for your right hand is a Nile that makes every city an Egypt.
For with you we have a Nile, every Egypt has its Nile