أُبَكِّ أَبي عَمراً بِعَينٍ غَزيرَةٍ

أُبَكِّ أَبي عَمراً بِعَينٍ غَزيرَةٍ

قَليلٍ إِذا نامَ الخَلِيُّ هُجودُها

قَليلٍ إِذا نامَ الخَلِيُّ هُجودُها

I mourn my father, Amr, with an eye overflowing with tears,

My father weeps copious tears for Umar

whose slumber is scant when the carefree one sleeps.

When the protector sleeps meekly at night

وَصِنوَيَّ لا أَنسى مُعاوِيَةَ الَّذي

وَصِنوَيَّ لا أَنسى مُعاوِيَةَ الَّذي

لَهُ مِن سَراةِ الحَرَّتَينِ وُفودُها

لَهُ مِن سَراةِ الحَرَّتَينِ وُفودُها

And my two brothers—I do not forget Muawiya, who

And I will not forget Muawiyah

receives delegations from the nobles of the two lava plains;

To whom pilgrims of both holy sites make their way

وَصَخراً وَمَن ذا مِثلُ صَخرٍ إِذا غَدا

وَصَخراً وَمَن ذا مِثلُ صَخرٍ إِذا غَدا

بِساحَتِهِ الأَبطالُ قَزمٌ يَقودُها

بِساحَتِهِ الأَبطالُ قَزمٌ يَقودُها

and Sakhr—who is like Sakhr when he goes forth in the morning,

And Sakhra - who is like Sakhra when at dawn

with the heroes in his arena mere dwarfs whom he leads?

The heroes, resolute, march to the battlefield under his command

فَذَلِكَ يا هِندُ الرَزِيَّةُ فَاِعلَمي

فَذَلِكَ يا هِندُ الرَزِيَّةُ فَاِعلَمي

وَنيرانُ حَربٍ حينَ شُبَّ وَقودُها

وَنيرانُ حَربٍ حينَ شُبَّ وَقودُها

That, O Hind, is the calamity—know it—

That, O Hind, is the doer of great deeds, so know

and the fires of war when their fuel is kindled.

And the fires of war when its fuel is lit blaze