1. The steeds raced to battle at dawn
And felt the sweetness of mighty triumph in their weapons

2. And faced the northern horizon with an army
That spread darkness over the north on wings

3. The spear-wood groaned throughout its borders
And the water of iron flowed freely in it

4. It rained destruction on the enemy from a raging storm
The iron flashed lightning on both sides

5. Until Al-Muhannad was broken into pieces
And the chest of Al-Samhari collapsed and fell

6. Their shoulders piled the enemies in heaps
Laying them out in the dust flattened

7. There were corpses where the tear of mourning was shed
And the turtledove rejoiced with glad cries

8. Pages made from their faces were torn
By swords that slashed them with wounds

9. If you had looked you would have seen naught
But arrows conversationally lodged in the fallen dead

10. Graves protected the sanctity of the Muslims
Leaving the pagans' women free for all

11. Filling the courtyards of homes with darkness
And houses' patios resounding with wailing

12. Eagles swooped down upon the guts of the foe
Freely at the enemy's soft bellies pecking

13. They filled the ribs of night with the flickering of tongues
Darting over its shoulders sparks aflashing

14. The steeds fancied as though they were wearing
Mantles fringed with pleasure on every edge

15. Whenever a horseman of bright banners rode forth
The heels of riding put comfort behind

16. His face laughed from the glow of youth
As pleasure frolicked on the bridle

17. He proceeded serenely, whatever alarm dimmed his vision
His face shone like a bright lantern

18. He stirred up dust storms over them completely
And drove destruction among them in cups

19. Warriors whose hands when the spears mixed
Used only the spears for striking fire

20. They stretched out to high places far and wide
As though the hand of fate had planted them as spears

21. Dew shaken in arousal streamed from every hill
Of twisted peaks in generous flow

22. The encounter reddened victory for the spears
Striking in profusion and the banners spreading wide

23. The night of trials drew away from the horizon of guidance
And clear triumph appeared in the dawn