1. We greet you, O Salma, so greet us!
And if you quench the honor of people, then quench our thirst!

2. And if you call to glory and generosity
One day the elite of the honorable people, then call us!

3. We are the sons of Nahshal, we do not claim for a father
Beside him, nor does he acquire sons through us.

4. If an ultimate goal is to be attained one day by generosity
It will meet our front runners and prayers.

5. No master among us will ever perish
Except that we beget a masterful lad in his place

6. We will risk our lives in times of turmoil
Even if we were to bask in security and be overcome by laziness

7. Pure white are our parting camels that bear our supplies
We roam with our wealth, the traces of our hands

8. If there were one among a thousand of us who called out
"Who is the knight?" they would all respond "It is us!"

9. When archers turn aside, fearing to be hit
By the onslaught of lances, we face them with our hands

10. You will not see them, even if their misfortune is great,
Among the wailers, crying over the dead

11. Hardship rides us at times, yet relief
Comes to us from our protective companions and our raiding swords