جَرَى مدمعى فوق الْمَحَاجِرِ وانْهَمَلْ

جَرَى مدمعى فوق الْمَحَاجِرِ وانْهَمَلْ

وحَرُّ الغَضَا قدْ زَادَ في القَلْبِ واشْتَعَلْ

وحَرُّ الغَضَا قدْ زَادَ في القَلْبِ واشْتَعَلْ

My tears flowed over my eye sockets and streamed down.

My tears flowed over my cheeks and poured down

And the heat of ghada wood grew within my heart and blazed.

And the heat of sorrow has increased in my heart and ignited

وهَدَّ فُؤَادِى يَوْمَ أُخْبِرْتُ نَعْيَهُ

وهَدَّ فُؤَادِى يَوْمَ أُخْبِرْتُ نَعْيَهُ

وضَاقَتْ بِيَ الدُّنيا ودَمْعِيَ قد هَطَلْ

وضَاقَتْ بِيَ الدُّنيا ودَمْعِيَ قد هَطَلْ

And my heart was shattered the day I was told of his death.

And my heart collapsed the day I was told of his death

And the world closed in on me, and my tears poured down.

And the world narrowed around me as my tears fell

وزَادَتْ بِيَ الأحْزَانُ والْهَمُّ ضَرَّنِي

وزَادَتْ بِيَ الأحْزَانُ والْهَمُّ ضَرَّنِي

وعَنْ قَلْبِيَ الْمَحْزُونِ بِاللهِ لا تَسَلْ

وعَنْ قَلْبِيَ الْمَحْزُونِ بِاللهِ لا تَسَلْ

And sorrows grew within me, and anguish tormented me.

And sorrows and worries increased around me

And, by God, do not ask about my grieving heart.

Do not ask about my grieving heart, by Allah

سَأَبْكِى عَلَيْهِ كُلَّمَا أَظْلَمَ الدُّجَى

سَأَبْكِى عَلَيْهِ كُلَّمَا أَظْلَمَ الدُّجَى

وما ابْتَسَمَ الصُّبْحُ الْمُنِيرُ وما اسْتَهَلْ

وما ابْتَسَمَ الصُّبْحُ الْمُنِيرُ وما اسْتَهَلْ

I shall weep for him whenever night grows dark,

I will cry for him every time dusk grows dark

And whenever radiant morning smiles, and whenever it dawns.

And neither the bright dawn nor first light has smiled

لقَدْ كانَ بَدْرًا زَائِدَ الْحُسْنِ طَالِعًا

لقَدْ كانَ بَدْرًا زَائِدَ الْحُسْنِ طَالِعًا

فأَصْبَحَ بَعْدَ النُّورِ والزَّهْوِ قدْ أفَلْ

فأَصْبَحَ بَعْدَ النُّورِ والزَّهْوِ قدْ أفَلْ

He was indeed a rising full moon of surpassing beauty,

He was a full moon, beautiful from the start

And now, after radiance and splendor, he has set.

But after light and glory, he has set

وكانَ كَرِيمَ العَمِّ والْخَالِ سَيِّدًا

وكانَ كَرِيمَ العَمِّ والْخَالِ سَيِّدًا

إذَا قَامَ سوقُ الْحَرْبِ لَمْ يَعْرِفِ الْوَجَلْ

إذَا قَامَ سوقُ الْحَرْبِ لَمْ يَعْرِفِ الْوَجَلْ

And he was a chief, with noble paternal and maternal uncles.

Generous he was, and chief of uncles, a lord

When war's market was in full swing, he knew no fear.

When war’s horses gathered, he showed no dread

أحَاطَتْ بِهِ خَيْلُ اللِّئَامِ بِأَسْرِهِمْ

أحَاطَتْ بِهِ خَيْلُ اللِّئَامِ بِأَسْرِهِمْ

وقَدْ مَكَّنُوا مِنْهُ الْمُهَنَّدَ والأسَلْ

وقَدْ مَكَّنُوا مِنْهُ الْمُهَنَّدَ والأسَلْ

The vile men's cavalry surrounded him, all of them,

Vile enemies with chains surrounded him

And they had given the Indian blade and spears mastery over him.

Enable torture and iron upon him they put

فَوَا أسَفَا لَوْ أنَّنِى كُنتُ حَاضِرًا

فَوَا أسَفَا لَوْ أنَّنِى كُنتُ حَاضِرًا

بِأبْيَضَ مَاضٍ لِلْجَنَاحَيْنِ مُنتَصِلْ

بِأبْيَضَ مَاضٍ لِلْجَنَاحَيْنِ مُنتَصِلْ

Ah, what sorrow! If only I had been there,

Oh, would that I had been there, wings outspread

With a gleaming sword, keen on both edges and unsheathed,

With a white blade that strikes left and right ahead

تَرَكْتُهُمُ وَسْطَ الْمَعَامِعِ جِيفَةً

تَرَكْتُهُمُ وَسْطَ الْمَعَامِعِ جِيفَةً

عَلَيْهَا تُسَاقُ الطَّيْرُ في السَّهْلِ والْجَبَلْ

عَلَيْهَا تُسَاقُ الطَّيْرُ في السَّهْلِ والْجَبَلْ

I would have left them carrion amid the raging battles,

I'd have left them in the thick of battle, as corpses strewn

To which birds would be drawn, on plain and mountain.

Over them the birds circle, on the plains, hills and dunes

وحَقِّ الَّذِى حَجَّتْ قُرَيْشٌ لِبَيْتِهِ

وحَقِّ الَّذِى حَجَّتْ قُرَيْشٌ لِبَيْتِهِ

وأرْسَلَ طَهَ الْمُصْطَفَى غَايةَ الأمَلْ

وأرْسَلَ طَهَ الْمُصْطَفَى غَايةَ الأمَلْ

And by the sanctity of Him to whose House Quraysh made pilgrimage,

By the right of He who the Quraysh circled at His House

And who sent Taha, the Chosen One, the ultimate hope,

And sent Taha and the Chosen as hope’s ultimate goal

لأقْتُلَ مِنْهُمْ في الوَغَى ألفَ سَيِّدٍ

لأقْتُلَ مِنْهُمْ في الوَغَى ألفَ سَيِّدٍ

إذَا سَلَّمَ الرَّحمنُ واتَّسَعَ الأجَلْ

إذَا سَلَّمَ الرَّحمنُ واتَّسَعَ الأجَلْ

I shall surely slay a thousand of their chiefs in battle,

I would kill a thousand chiefs of them in the fray’s heat

If the All-Merciful keeps me safe and my allotted life is long enough.

If the Merciful grants me life and expands my days