The flame of fire within guts is as a searing volcano; and the face of the earth and the surroundings are filled with sorrows.

For the Day of Nakba burrows deep in the heart; it angers the soul, with sighs of grief.

The gathering of people in chains as an ambush; the burden is heavy, and the loads are of many hues.

Distress and humiliation envelop their journey; and the caravan moves on, silent but for painful sighs.

The noble women and children are driven in their procession; like the driving of cattle and herds.

The conferences and summits of humiliation; with the least worst of the rulers, spreading the word, with procrastination as their explanation.

Rejection will be cast into the desert, their graveyard; whilst even the fish in the seas have their space.

Birds will soar, and eyes will watch them; whilst eagles will rise in the sky, in the horizons.

The calamity will be widespread, and others calamities will follow; and shame will come to pass, heralded by reins of fiery torment.

After the distress, their dwellings will not be safe; so after inaction, the tragedy of defeat will be the price.

The worst of people, the Jews, are those in corrupting their religion; whilst the most eloquent true speech is that of the Most Merciful in the Noble Quran,

The treacherous breaking of covenants is a part of the history of the Jews and their eras; this characteristic has been prevalent in all lands since their existence.

The Messenger (saw) to the people suffered from their misdeeds; and encountered treachery, even under nominal covenant.

O the shame, while the Arabs remain motionless; and the disgrace, while the atmosphere is one of betrayal.

Where is the sword, whose roots have been lost; and where is the noble knight, the just vengeance against the vile?

And where is the flag of Uqab, its resting place in the heights; and where is glory and the glorification?

O Lord, we await the day of vengeance; and the day of glory, O Possessor of Majesty, the Most Merciful.

Grant us support, for humiliation has burdened us; and the falsehood of words in the media resounds.

Grant us victory, O Allah, after our calamity; with a day of conquest, O Lord of the Throne.

There are lions in their lands, their abode, awaiting; for the day of glory, a fortress and a refuge.

Dawn will break after the night, driving it away; and truth and the Rayah banners will rise.