1. O King adorned with arrows from Yemen
And built with lineage unlike what you claimed

2. With a raid in hearts of polytheism raging
Between deaths the night and morning contend

3. Do you not see the spring flowing over its marble
With glory thus it flows over its meadows blithe

4. You let it flow so the blooming spring in its course
As you have plugged you corrupted non-Arabs and Arabs alike