1. By my life! The deaf man has given a sermon
That stirs gloom in the hearts of Muslims

2. By my life! If I gave allegiance to Sufyan
And forsook my religion, I would be ignorant

3. To God I complain of what you see in our steeds
Weakened by equal rationing, only a few

4. Assailed by the archers from every side
Until their vigor turned to frailty

5. If the siege should waste them away, then perhaps
Amidst them a precious martyr may fall

6. A dear loss to the clan, whose absence
They would ransom with any substitute

7. And they were almost led by fervor
To neigh at the tent flaps with zeal

8. So O soul, patience, all that is destined comes
And there is no way to what you know

9. And rise to the keep's embrasures and look
Upon a trench in which the siege is long