نُقاتِلُ أَبطالَ الوَغى فَنُبيدُهُم

نُقاتِلُ أَبطالَ الوَغى فَنُبيدُهُم

وَيَقتُلنا في السِلمِ لَحظُ الكَواعِبِ

وَيَقتُلنا في السِلمِ لَحظُ الكَواعِبِ

We fight the champions of battle and so annihilate them.

We fight the heroes of turmoil and destroy them

And in peace, the glance of full-breasted maidens kills us.

While the glance of the fair ladies kills us in peace

وَلَيسَت سُيوفُ الهِندِ تُفني نُفوسَنا

وَلَيسَت سُيوفُ الهِندِ تُفني نُفوسَنا

وَلَكِن سِهامٌ فَوَّقَت بِالحَواجِبِ

وَلَكِن سِهامٌ فَوَّقَت بِالحَواجِبِ

And it is not the swords of India that destroy our souls,

Not the Indian swords that annihilate our souls

But arrows nocked with eyebrows.

But arrows that flew over the eyebrows