1. O people of Suleim, prepare the horses and be on guard
If retreating and advancing can benefit you,

2. Zayd son of Harithah, Zayd son of Harithah,
A great affair, with a wound that will not heal,

3. Do you have it in you that his elite force will raid you,
The sword has a sword, and the warrior, a warrior,

4. He marched against you, did your settlements find peace,
As your necks and zeal shrank back from him?

5. Were it not for her who set out to guide him, he would not have been known
Among you - signs and standards there were from her,

6. So what are the sands and the settlements they embraced
If not unfounded notions, mysteries and fantasies?

7. O people of Anas, may God exalt him! Were they turned into animals
When they saw you, so they, O Zayd, are cattle?

8. None remained but the wounded you reached as prey
Whom, when he fell, did not save fear and holding back.

9. Return with the captives and the spoils which
The floodwaters allotted to you – truly the spoils are allotments!

10. O Zayd, what right has she who guided you, when she was sincere,
To captivity that tries her sorely and oppresses her?

11. The Prophet blessed her then honored her
At a gathering filled with favor and honor.

12. By his grace she gained from her husband a gift –
For her diverse troubles and pains were dispelled.

13. O people of Suleim, is the religion of wickedness yours,
That sins should envelop and take you in?

14. Nothing makes the soul fail in this world, nothing loses it,
If the soul misses faith and Islam.

15. Oh, the tribulation! Is God disobeyed? He has
No match, yet idols and statues are worshiped!