1. Did not the living horseman of the Persians forbid us?
We have prevented them from their quarters with swords

2. We are a people who have accustomed our horses
To meet the enemies with piercing blades

3. And the day we killed wherever his cheek trembled
And every chieftain we struck with great blows

4. We left a barren harvest no friend would drag away
And its masters were cured by the non-Arabs

5. And I hope that their groups will encounter
Tomorrow one of the piercing swords

6. I will tell Asma that her husband
Perished from the day of battle with the non-Arabs

7. The morning we left their groups as a harvest
With an Indian sword that splits open skulls

8. And the day the swords of the tribe of Amr
Struck with one of the great calamities