قُضاعَةُ تَعلَمُ أَنّي الفَتى الـ

قُضاعَةُ تَعلَمُ أَنّي الفَتى الـ

ـلَذي اِدَّخَرَت لِصُروفِ الزَمانِ

ـلَذي اِدَّخَرَت لِصُروفِ الزَمانِ

Quda'a knows that I am the youth

Qudha'ah knows that I am the youth

The tribe of Quda'a knows well that I am the youth,

whom she has held in reserve for time's vicissitudes.

Who stored for the vicissitudes of time

Whom they have hoarded for the vicissitudes of Time.

وَمَجدي يَدُلُّ بَني خِندِفٍ

وَمَجدي يَدُلُّ بَني خِندِفٍ

عَلى أَنَّ كُلَّ كَريمٍ يَمانِ

عَلى أَنَّ كُلَّ كَريمٍ يَمانِ

And my glory shows the sons of Khindif

And my glory shows the Banu Khindif

And my glory demonstrates to the sons of Khindif,

that every noble man is Yemeni.

That every generous one is from Yemen

That every truly noble man is of Yemenite line.

أَنا اِبنُ اللِقاءِ أَنا اِبنُ السَخاءِ

أَنا اِبنُ اللِقاءِ أَنا اِبنُ السَخاءِ

أَنا اِبنُ الضِرابِ أَنا اِبنُ الطِعانِ

أَنا اِبنُ الضِرابِ أَنا اِبنُ الطِعانِ

I am the son of battle; I am the son of generosity.

I am the son of encounter, I am the son of generosity

I am the son of the Encounter, I am the son of Bounty,

I am the son of sword blows; I am the son of spear thrusts.

I am the son of striking, I am the son of stabbing

I am the son of the Strike, I am the son of the Thrust.

أَنا اِبنُ الفَيافي أَنا اِبنُ القَوافي

أَنا اِبنُ الفَيافي أَنا اِبنُ القَوافي

أَنا اِبنُ السُروجِ أَنا اِبنُ الرِعانِ

أَنا اِبنُ السُروجِ أَنا اِبنُ الرِعانِ

I am the son of desert wastes; I am the son of rhymes.

I am the son of deserts, I am the son of verses

I am the son of the Wastelands, I am the son of Verses,

I am the son of saddles; I am the son of mountain spurs.

I am the son of saddles, I am the son of riders

I am the son of the Saddle, I am the son of the Peaks.

طَويلُ النِجادِ طَويلُ العِمادِ

طَويلُ النِجادِ طَويلُ العِمادِ

طَويلُ القَناةِ طَويلُ السِنانِ

طَويلُ القَناةِ طَويلُ السِنانِ

Long is my sword-baldric; tall is my tent-pole.

Long spear, long pillar

Long is my sword-belt, high is my tent-pole,

Long is my spear-shaft; long is my spearhead.

Long spear shaft, long blade

Long is my spear-shaft, long is its piercing point.

حَديدُ اللِحاظِ حَديدُ الحِفاظِ

حَديدُ اللِحاظِ حَديدُ الحِفاظِ

حَديدُ الحُسامِ حَديدُ الجَنانِ

حَديدُ الحُسامِ حَديدُ الجَنانِ

Keen is my gaze; fierce is my defense of honor.

Iron clad, iron protector

Sharp is my glance, sharp is my defense,

Keen is my sword; steely is my heart.

Iron sword, iron wings

Sharp is my blade, and sharp is my resolve.

يُسابِقُ سَيفي مَنايا العِبادِ

يُسابِقُ سَيفي مَنايا العِبادِ

إِلَيهِم كَأَنَّهُما في رِهانِ

إِلَيهِم كَأَنَّهُما في رِهانِ

My sword races mortals' destined deaths

My sword races the death of men toward them

My sword races against the dooms of men,

toward them, as though the two were in a race.

As if they were in a race

Rushing toward them as if the two were wagering.

يَرى حَدُّهُ غامِضاتِ القُلوبِ

يَرى حَدُّهُ غامِضاتِ القُلوبِ

إِذا كُنتُ في هَبوَةٍ لا أَراني

إِذا كُنتُ في هَبوَةٍ لا أَراني

Its edge sees hidden hearts

It sees the essence of timid hearts

Its edge perceives the secrets hidden in hearts,

when I am in a cloud of dust and cannot see myself.

When I am in a rage and I cannot see myself

Even amidst the battle-dust where I cannot see myself.

سَأَجعَلُهُ حَكَماً في النُفوسِ

سَأَجعَلُهُ حَكَماً في النُفوسِ

وَلَو نابَ عَنهُ لِساني كَفاني

وَلَو نابَ عَنهُ لِساني كَفاني

I shall make it an arbiter over lives;

I will make it the judge over souls

I shall make it the supreme judge over souls,

and were my tongue to stand in its stead, it would suffice me.

Even if my tongue falls short, it is enough for me

Though were my tongue to take its place, it would suffice me.