1. What misguidance I have not seen among misguidance
Reproaching the generous for gifts

2. And my hearing is busy from all blame
With praise or supplication

3. By Allah, my hand was never stingy
Nor did I became your adversary with my money

4. Nor did I spend it without praise after me
Of little praise, blameworthy deed

5. But I will spend it and store up
Treasures of reward or beauty

6. And for the inheritors is the inheritance of my father and grandfather
The gallant horses and long spears

7. And the chieftains of the sons of our father reap
Only the fruits of the mountain tops

8. Our realms are our livelihoods when
Men inherit them from men

9. If no fire touches me, I refuse
For the fire of others, unfit

10. Either we bring our tents among the tents of the enemy
To a land cleared of the Christians

11. We pitch our abodes in every valley
With it between mountain-pass and acacia

12. We enjoy its cotton and derive benefit from it
And refusal prevents us from contempt

13. Fearing it may be said in every land
The Hamdanites held back from fighting

14. O sword of hoped for rule, I verily
From the world, if you live, turn away

15. And whoever falls into perils, will not deter him
The catastrophes of fate in family and wealth

16. When the pigeons are launched at me one day
Then in aiding the truth by the hand of misguidance

17. When no hand and heart betray you
Then the treacherous nights are not against you

18. You are the most courageous of people
And the most patient of the ordeals of fighting

19. The most audacious against a dense army
And the deepest in raid on protected souls

20. You struck and left no edge for the sword
You charged where the plain was too narrow

21. So you said, as death cast patience
And verily, patience with you is dear

22. Lo! Is there any denier, O son of my Nizār
Of my stand that day or my words

23. Did I not prove to it as the horses were in tumult
Where the dreams of men grow fearful

24. I left the flowing beards in it
Bloodied, broken the high parts

25. And I returned, dragging my spear from a position
Of which the ladies of the carriages speak

26. One saying, O Abu Firas
I seek protection for your highness from the evil eye

27. Another saying, blessings be unto you
Verily, you defended the sanctuary of glories

28. And my steed's hoof disdains the ground proudly
As if its soil were the axis of shooting stars

29. As if the horses recognize who is upon them
For upon some over others they rise

30. It is for us to renew every cheap day
Raids which count to him as grave perils

31. If we live, we store them up for another
And if we die, they are the deaths of men