قدمت روحك فداYou offered your soul as a sacrifice,

دنقت تبكي السماthe heavens bowed down in weeping,

هللت كل النساءand all the women ululated,

تذكرت بكربلاء ومصاب حسينremembering Karbala and the tragedy of Hussain.

عابس وجون وحبيب ظني بكم ما يخيب (2x)Like ‘Abis, Jawn, and Habib, my hope in you will never fail.

صوت من امك اعتلى بيوم اللي طحت وصانيA voice from your mother rose on the day you fell, bidding me:

شيل اللواء (2x)"Raise high the banner!"

صوت من امك اعتلى يتراوح بشريانيA voice from your mother rose, echoing inside my veins.

شلون انساك؟How could I ever forget you?

قلبي ساكن (2x)My heart resides...

اسمك روحيYour name... my soul...

شلون عن عيني تغيب وانت للجروح طبيبي؟How can you disappear from my sight when you are the healer of my wounds?

عن عيني وانت للجروح طبيبيFrom my eyes, while you are the physician of my wounds...

كل جرح داوانيHealing every wound of mine...

علت امك من دمعكYour mother wept aloud from your tears,

لمت جروحك وراكGathering your wounds behind you.

والدك طب الفراقSeparation struck your father,

من حن الموت اعتناكWhen death yearned and embraced you,

يسيل دموعShedding tears of blood.

يبكي تابوتك عليكYour coffin weeps over you,

والكفن شق روح عليكAnd the shroud tears its soul for you,

شايل ضلوعك بيديكHolding your broken ribs in your hands.

واجب الكل تعتنيكEveryone must come to attend to you,

تشيل ضلوعCarrying your shattered ribs.

بينا جرحك ما يطيبThe wound you left in us will never heal,

يا شمسنا اللي ما تغيبO our sun that never sets!

بينا جرحك ما يطيبThe wound you left in us will never heal,

يا شمسنا اللي ما تغيبO our sun that never sets!

حتى لو حانت وفاتي مشيعك جثمانيEven if my death approaches, my body will still escort yours,

يظل ذكراك (2x)Your memory remains,

ذكراك وشريانيYour memory pulses in my vein,

وشلون انسىHow could I ever forget?

قلبي شلون ينسى وشريانيHow could my heart forget? And my vein...

وشلون انسىHow could I ever forget?

شلون عيني تغيبHow could you disappear from my eyes,

وانت للجروح طبيبWhen you are the healer of wounds?

للجروح يا جروحFor the wounds, O wounds,

يا جروح من الجرح داونيO wounds, heal me from my wound!

شلون شلون شلونHow, how, how could I?

يا شهيد ويا ذبيحO martyr and slain sacrifice,

يمك تعنت تصيحTo your side she rushed, crying out,

امك قلبها جريحYour mother, with a heartbroken soul,

تنفض دموع اللي تطيحWiping away the falling tears.

جمر واحزانBurning embers and grief,

جددت دم الطفوفYou revived the blood of al-Taff,

والفشق صار سيوفAnd the bullets turned into swords.

امك على التل تشوفYour mother watched from atop the hill,

تطوف وتطوف على الميدانCircling and roaming across the battlefield.

والله موقفكم عجيبBy Allah, your stand is astonishing,

بالهامر طلعتوا شيبIn the Humvees, you turned enemies gray with terror!

والله موقفكم عجيبBy Allah, your stand is astonishing,

بالهامر طلعتوا شيبIn the Humvees, you turned enemies gray with terror!

دمك يشرف بلادكYour blood brings honor to your homeland,

اكتب شعر خلانيIt made me write poetry,

وصول بعدك (2x)Following your path,

واسمك سكن بلسانيAnd your name has settled upon my tongue.

شلون عن عيني تغيب (2x)How can you disappear from my eyes,

وجروحك وجروحك وكل جرح دواWhile your wounds—and every wound of yours—are a cure?

شلون شلون انسىHow, how could I ever forget?

وانحنت لك الجبالThe mountains bowed before you,

من جنوبك للشمالFrom your south to the north.

وجهك اللي ينزف دلالYour face that bleeds with tender beauty,

وراسه من خد الجمالAnd on the cheek of beauty,

يصب دمعاتTears are shed.

والقمر ليك اعتذرThe moon offered its apologies to you,

يمك ينوح القدرBeside you destiny weeps,

نوره من نورك كبرIts light grew from yours.

اللي فات مثلك ما خسرThe one who passes like you has never lost,

يا ابو الصولاتO hero of mighty charges!

يا بعيد ويا قريبO far yet so near,

يا شهيد ويا حبيبO martyr and beloved,

يا بعيد ويا قريبO far yet so near,

يا شهيد ويا حبيبO martyr and beloved,

بالقبر جسمك رباIn the grave your body was laid,

وروحك ربت بحضانيWhile your soul was nurtured in my arms.

شلون انساك (3x)How could I forget you?

شلون شلونHow, how?

انت يا روحي يا شريانيYou are my soul, you are my vein!

شلون شلون شلون شلونHow, how, how, how,

انساك يما يما يماCan I forget you? O my mother, my mother, my mother!

روح روح عن عينيGo, leave from before my eyes,

شلون عن عيني (2x)How from my eyes—

انت الجروح طبيبيWhen you are the healer of my wounds,

انت الجروح دوايYou are the remedy for my wounds,

والورم دوايMy cure and balm,

يما شلون انساك يماO my mother! How could I forget you, mother?

الاخراج والهندسه الصوتيه قيصر الغراويDirection and sound engineering: Qaysar al-Gharrawi,

قيصر الغراوي وحيدر الغراويQaysar al-Gharrawi and Haydar al-Gharrawi,

حيدر الغراوي (2x)Haydar Al-Gharrawi