1. Amr's mother saw my troubles, so she appealed
With a complaint and in a flood of tears, her case was clear

2. Once I loved a smiling rosebud and its thorns
But now I'm smitten by a gazelle and her horns

3. He who seeks what I seek, glory, will not care
For the calamities that befall the young or their woes

4. May God protect a soul between two cold nights
From whatever misfortune whose trials are not light

5. Time comes to her with every greatness
And no glory makes her arrogant, her soul is steadfast

6. And she knows that I yearn for ruin
When her disgrace creeps upon her, that's her time

7. And I flee whatever supremacy a gang attains
A vile age that seized me, such was its time

8. My swords and their sharp blades hover over her
And my climbing and my teeth aim at her

9. And everyone reaching out to supremacy through her
A hand raised in poverty, crippled are its fingers

10. And hopes that I despair with my resolve
To him, but the ways of villains are not her ways

11. And if I were granted a Umayyad leap
I would silence him with my sword, such is its time