1. I said to Al-A'mash, the complaining one, and who
Would sever the hopes of the hopeful suitor

2. Return to the plowing and the farmlands, for you were
Never in need of going to war

3. O leader of the proud soul, tomorrow
You will ride atop the tallest trunks

4. At the end of the bridge, or on the wall of the palace
Or near the crown of the summit

5. And people will see every pompous one
Who is stained with injustice, vanquished

6. Those who rebelled against the caliphate entered it
With lies and left it with taxes

7. Oh what a ball that returns with it
The ivory rods made of ivory

8. You spend on it but do not see spending
And which protected one escapes the sword of swords