1. If you do not know what death is, look
At Hani in the market and Ibn Aqil

2. At the hero whose face the sword has shattered
And another who plunges from the slain's mantle

3. Fate from the prince has struck them
They are tales for those who go down every road

4. You see a body whose hue death has changed
And blood poured that flowed down each brook

5. A youth who was sacrificial prey from a vivacious girl
And severed by the two sharpened blades

6. Will Asma ride safe
When Madhij has sought him out insistently

7. Murad's kinsmen circle around
All with necks of questioning and imploring

8. So if you do not avenge your brother
Then be remnants satisfied with little