1. O King whose days
Are mercy, while the sword's eyelid keeps awake,
١. يَا أُيُّها المَلِكُ الذي أَيَّامُهُ
حِلْمٌ وَجَفْنُ السَّيْفِ فِيها سَاهِرُ
2. And he who strikes his peers a first blow
Strikes the last breath from his own life's sake
٢. والضَّارِبُ الأَقْرانَ أَوَّلَ ضَرْبَةٍ
هِيَ مِن حَيَاةِ مَن اتّقاهَا آخِرُ