1. O you who out of ignorance threatens me with your many,
When will you intimidate me with glory and numbers?

2. Use your full strength, for no clamor of the rabble
Will make me swerve when I am determined.

3. Do not think me unknown in any hiding place,
For I am the full moon, not hidden from anyone.

4. If you convey my honor from its protection,
Then convey it purely with whatever numbers you have gathered.

5. And Al-Hadab is the mound of my worst enemies. If you pass by it
Then let it look toward Ohod.

6. I have found you, when the springs were cut off,
To be one who holds back from roses.

7. You are a man who has attacked my honor and glory
Like the glory of a caravan that grazes around a lion.

8. She came to him from the villages of Baisan carrying him,
Her camel-litters green and her shoulder-bones weary.

9. If you were from someone who could be insulted, I would insult you,
O son of Raqaa’, but you are from no one.

10. The tribe of Kuda’a refuses to recognize for you ancestry,
And the son of Nizār, so you are a stray goat.

11. When the pale faced mix with those of good ancestry,
They drive back the birthing down upon the barren she-camel.

12. By the fire whose dove has perished,
Which became clear in Juddah of the town.

13. It had decayed beams with its windows fallen in,
Lowering into a pit amidst the debris.