Your courage and your goodness, Oh our country, and our land of pride, we are content. We fear the waves striking the shores and the gatherings, And the darkness... (100) the broom hears and longs for. They feel the company and the Muslims, And the riverbanks and the shimmering lights and the stars shining in the sky. And our houses are built, resting in peace.

Oh Qareer, our eyes are like the blackness of the night, Woe to you, our country. Oh you who await my sight, the banks of the Nile, Woe to you, our country. Oh Jabal Kalgelti, towering like Jabal Tutel, Woe to you, our country.

*** From the time of ignorance, I hear the Khamsan, And the counting and spending of the Khamsan. Oh great lazy one, who quenches the thirsty, Oh Qareer, our eyes that are full of water. And the markings of the winter that are etched in the courtyards, The watered land is honored by the brilliance that resides within. The joys of the sons of Al-Barqan and Al-Khoshman, And the pleasant hearing that is filled with the Barksan.

*** The events are Arab in the settlements, Their men are known, and among the soldiers are knights. There is no weakness in them, nor will you find anyone drunk, Nor anyone who is idle, nor anyone who is incapacitated. The young ignorant one receives the guests.

*** (1) Al-Lafman and Du Qamar (2) Types of fish - 128 -