1. Oh what misery we’ve endured except falsehood
Against the hot-tempered, were it not for night and the sanctuary

2. When Hisham took cover behind Al-Walid, and had
We come upon Hisham, the servants would have fled

3. Between Al-Arak and Al-Marj we laid them down
The tips of spears plunging into their sides like arrows

4. So if you hear of an army marching boastfully
Or the belly of a snake, then muffle the bells and keep silent

5. Then return and huddle in your homes
As the elderly huddle over their bellies

6. When they saw our horses lined up, their first ranks
Lions protecting their cubs with ferocity

7. And they came out to meet us with blows beyond compare
Revealing from their sleeves hands that were once hidden

8. They fled torrentially while the horses pursued
As cattle return to their settlements

9. Every armed man wavered and swayed
As if a power was stirring him from slumber