1. The dusk almost becomes a bright morning
When Antar's virtues are recounted in it

2. And the breeze of the air is revived during his praise
As if musk were spread on its highest board

3. He loans his determination in his fight
So no blame except to a conscience and breast

4. The enemies and spies complained of his deadly assault
In the darkness of night or in the commotion of horses

5. So for the guest there are the humps of slaughtered camels as a gift
And for the birds there are the bodies of the red warrior

6. His swords rise above residing in scabbards
Sheathing them between a head and a neck

7. And his horses dislike the white watering places
So he takes them to fresh red water