في عَالَمِ الصَّوْتِ فَنُّ الْكُونْغُفُو يَظْهَرُ lyrics

في عَالَمِ الصَّوْتِ فَنُّ الْكُونْغُفُو يَظْهَرُ

In the world of sound, the art of Kung Fu appears

وَبِالسَّمَاعِ أَمَامَ الْخَصْمِ تَزْدَهِرُ

And by listening, it flourishes before the opponent

صَيْحَاتُ أَبْطَالِهَا فِي الْأُفْقِ هَادِرَةٌ

Ṣayḥāt abṭālihā fī al-ufuq hādiratun

The shouts of its heroes thunder in the horizon

كَأَنَّهَا الرَّعْدُ فِي الأَسْمَاعِ يَنْفَجِرُ

As if it were thunder exploding in the ears

لَا تَعْتَمِدْ غَيْرَ أُذْنٍ كَيْ تَرَى لَهَبًا

Do not rely on anything but an ear to see flames

فِي كُلِّ ضَرْبَةِ صَوْتٍ يَلْتَقِي الْخَطَرُ

Fī kulli ḍarbat ṣawtin yaltaqī al-khaṭaru

In every sound strike, danger meets

تَسِيرُ فِيهَا بِحِسٍّ لَا شَبِيهَ لَهُ

Tasīru fīhā bi-ḥissin lā shabīha lahu

You walk in it with an unparalleled sense

وَكُلُّ خَطْوٍ صَدَاهُ الْحَتْفُ مُنْتَظِرُ

Wa kullu khaṭwin ṣadāhu al-ḥatfu muntaẓiru

And every step, its echo, doom awaits

تَحُدُّ سَيْفَ التَّحَدِّي مِنْ هَوَافِتِهَا

Taḥuddu sayfa al-taḥaddī min hawāfitihā

It sharpens the sword of challenge from its whispers

فَيَسْقُطُ الْخَصْمُ وَالأَصْوَاتُ تَزْدَهِرُ

Fa-yasquṭu al-khaṣmu wa-l-aṣwātu tazdahiru

So the opponent falls, and the sounds flourish

"أُودِيبْلُ كُونْغُفُو" مَجْدٌ لَا نَظِيرَ لَهُ

"Audible Kung Fu" majdun lā naẓīra lahu

"Audible Kung Fu" is glory without equal

يَأْسِرُ الرُّوحَ حَتَّى يُنْصِتَ الْبَصَرُ

It captivates the soul until sight listens