1. Alas! Did my treacherous people and my onlookers come,
Remaining for them to say while the close ones put on their cloaks,

2. The allies of Ma'add gathered, their elders and youth,
And Qahtan among them, a milker and wet nurse,

3. To loot my wealth without looting,
With a sword, thin of blade, unsheathed,

4. And I called the horsemen of Marw and Balkh,
For them in the generous is sufficient pedigree,

5. Oh what a pity! The abode of my people is not near,
So that many of them come to my aid and it would be pleasant,

6. Verily my father is Sasan son of Hormuzd,
And the Khagan, if only you knew my lineage,

7. We ruled over the necks of all people in polytheism,
For us, the obedient under command bows,

8. We would make you collapse and judge upon you,
With what we willed, one who misses and one who hits the mark,

9. But when Islam came and hearts opened up to it,
Yearning through it towards people, regretting,

10. We followed the Messenger of Allah until it was as if
A sky above us with men pouring.