1. What hearts upon you are not torn asunder,
What sleep upon you is not denied slumber?

2. Your valor's loss I hold in highest honor,
When allies and kin in fear took cover.

3. O tribe of Humayd, my soul holds you greater,
Though abandoned, lifeblood shed in fervor.

4. You welcome death where it is seeded,
No others did so in times before or after.

5. As if with love for it you are obsessed,
Headlong into fray or greed progress.

6. If swords from sheaths were loosened, flourishing,
Only upon your heads would they egress.

7. When turmoil swelled you swelled to match its measure,
Death's countenance upon your faces pleasure.

8. Souls so vast they'd encompass earth entire
Yet earth can't contain you however it may treasure.

9. Your foes wished that you died, and that
You'd done a fraction of deeds you in fact...

10. My oath - you tread, the land glows underfoot,
You gather, and all is embraced in your pact.

11. Time itself smiles at your ferocity,
As if your days are its sole source of glee.

12. On the day of al-Nabaj you left ever baying
Our hearts, reminiscing, torn for eternity.

13. He who saw not Abu Nasr and his slayer
Saw no lion whose jaws a lynx invade.

14. Why gloat over lions felled defending their pride?
Did your patience fail you, that grief was displayed?

15. No surprise that they died patient and stoic,
For in patience, like arrows, death finds its foretoken.