1. He had not yet fulfilled the desires of youth
When gray hair came and youth flew away.

2. After the heart regained health
It fell ill, and from love found only fatigue.

3. We have a magnificent, glittering host,
That destroys the vile enemy and flames.

4. A rumbling whose spaciousness astounded
Horsemen, footmen, and wondrous ranks.

5. Its wings all valiant, mighty horsemen
Who overcame their foes like lions in war.

6. In their palms Indian swords which, when
They strike with them from abhorrence, cause sparks.

7. They prepared for war fully armed
With coats of mail like pools and flashes of lightning.

8. Brown spearshafts, embellished,
And white blades their brightness adorns like flames.

9. O Qays, ranks are seized
By those who charge at calamities and misfortunes.

10. Who abandons the master and lord amidst
Battles, staining his life with dust.

11. They surged against the priests when they advanced
Like waves of a sea wearing away the rocks.

12. For your victory they hunted them with swords
Until they retreated, fleeing headlong.

13. While you, in the house, water is heated for you,
And you call our fighting mere play.