1. Indeed, victory backs my people
They have healed me of the sons of Anamah

2. They left the buildings of Munjadil
For jackals around it to plunder

3. In its prayer niche ruinous rabble
And the spear’s shaft splintered

4. Every tribe whose endeavor
Fell short of the effort of Banu Salamah

5. The master of kings is their master
And the wicked Khannah opposes them