1. The people think the two kings
Have made peace with each other

2. If you hear of their troubles
Be aware, war is imminent

3. War's dreams have ripened
Among the slumbering populace

4. Its sharp teeth are bared
Ready to bite and sever

5. Word came from the Ahrar
Unlike any we'd heard before

6. They wanted to cut down our noble trees
But we refused to let them take an inch

7. Aggression was hated
And ignorant talk extinguished

8. They spent the night plotting
To make up for what they lacked

9. They came at us, an army
Flooding plain and hill

10. In thick impenetrable armor
Belted tight at the waist

11. Then came the deadly striker
Vowing vengeance on them all

12. Until the captives and booty
Were restored to their owners

13. He met his death, deceived
Far from what he claimed

14. Too proud to pay damages
To those they warred against

15. Their necks were too proud
To pay those they had wronged

16. Atop short brown steeds
With grim unblinking eyes

17. Their coats flickered
With the blood of many wounds

18. We killed the deadly striker
And stained the hill with blood

19. Oh Lord, what sorrow awaits
To be pierced by their spears

20. We met them with carnage
Flooding their dwellings with blood

21. We met them with sweet water
Quenching their bloodthirst

22. There my mother's ransom was paid
When they all converged with banners

23. Beating them back, staining
Their white tunics with red blood

24. With the likes of them, on a morn
Of conflict, honor and nobility shine bright

25. Battalions of the Dhul tribe
With their armor and banners

26. They met a proud company
Who had seized the plunder