1. The arrow of death, wherever did you come from,
So precise in finding the one marked by fate?

2. How nimble your talons that tear the doves!
How many have fallen prey to your claws!

3. Ask the clan of Hijlan about it, when
You spread your white wings circling your quarry.

4. How many pure hearts your hand has scorched!
How many souls your beak has torn asunder,

5. Stunning us with feats beyond belief!
I cannot forget how you ripped your prey

6. On that fateful day at Shumaisah’s keep,
And tore out his liver in one savage blow—

7. Just one of your many awesome deeds.
How can I forget your great exploits

8. When ruthless slaughter is your claim to fame?
You outpace the south wind when you compete,

9. Storm gusts swirl in the wake of your wings.
Would that you had been spared all misfortune!

10. May each falcon ransom you with its life!
But you are lost, after glory and triumphs—