1. Deliver for me, O messenger, to the clan of Subei’
The days of misfortune will surely pass

2. If there be a calamity that openly descends
Like a palm tree laden with fruit, the pruning hook trims it

3. For you have the aid of a host of horsemen
As on the day harm befell the chiefs, Iyr came to their aid

4. A band of the clan of Thawr came rushing
Like lions with their terrible roaring

5. So we said: no most valiant warriors, you shall not miss
With your plunder while our cauldron boils over

6. As though there were over them in the valleys of hardship
A cloud that rumbles and lightnings flash