The Anthem of the Islamic Community
|China and Arabia are ours; India is ours.|
We are Muslims, the whole world is ours.
|God’s unity is held in trust in our breasts.|
It is not easy to erase our name and sign.
|Among the idol temples of the world the first is that house of God;|
We are its keepers; it is our keeper.
|Brought up in the shadow of the sword, we reached maturity;|
The scimitar of the crescent moon is the emblem of our community.
|In the valleys of the west our call to prayer resounded;|
Our onward flow was never stemmed by anyone.
|We, oh heaven, are not to be suppressed by falsehood!|
A hundred times you have tested us.
|Oh garden of Andalusia! Do you remember those days,|
When our nest was in your branches?
|Oh waves of the Tigris! You also recognize us;|
Your river still relates our story.
|Oh land of purity! We fell and died for your honour;|
Our blood still courses through your veins.
|The Lord of Hijaz is the leader of our community;|
From this name comes the peace of our soul.
|Iqbal’s song is like the bell of a caravan;|
Once more our caravan measures the road.
Translated by: M.A.K. Khalil