1. When you saw Rome exerting her utmost might,
And religion being fiercely assailed by her,

2. You resolved firmly for God and His faith,
To set it upright and raise it aloft;

3. And you raided Lorca, the fortress of unbelief,
Whose obdurate thoughts had always defied;

4. With warriors who never failed to sap
The might of Islam, and mar it when waxing;

5. So you left it a waste, a hollow, like dwellings
Abandoned by Thamud when lightning smote them.

6. And now you are spurring your steed to battle
With a host whose goal is fixed and resources sure;

7. You have marshalled an army bound for Rome,
With squadrons of victors and troops in multitudes.