1. If you escape, O hyena, then I swear
By your life, I have not tied amulets upon you,

2. So I brought him down as one like me brings down one like him
At Najlaa’, who scarred his back and shoulders,

3. And I returned Zayd, after he was lost,
To his family on Monday safe,

4. So you spent the morning not paying his ransom,
While he spent it in Tayman, living comfortably,

5. Driving the steeds of horses back to your abodes,
After being clad in worn out skin,

6. So do not hurry, and look for a horseman in your land,
Who shakes a lance, white and sharp,

7. Who has a raid every day, known to be his
When he leads it to death, driving the tips of spears.

8. And we left ‘Abda, the son of Bishr, winding in his shroud,
The morning after he spent the night amongst the horsemen as a pledge,

9. I confronted him, so my sword hacked his body,
His high wristguards, and the wrist joint,

10. While you were near, and saw his position,
Calling “Sitara!” on that day, and “‘Aasim!”