قَد عَلِمَت ذاتُ القُرونِ المِيل

قَد عَلِمَت ذاتُ القُرونِ المِيل

وَالخِصر وَالأَنامِلِ الطَّفول

وَالخِصر وَالأَنامِلِ الطَّفول

She knows full well, she of the drooping braids,

The lady with the swaying locks knows well,

And the waist and tender fingers,

She of the waist and tender, soft fingertips,

أَنّي بِنَصلِ السيفِ خَنشَليل

أَنّي بِنَصلِ السيفِ خَنشَليل

أَحمي وَأَرمي أَوّلَ الرَعيل

أَحمي وَأَرمي أَوّلَ الرَعيل

That I am bold and resolute with the sword’s blade;

That I am a master with the blade of the sword,

I defend and strike the foremost of the troop,

I protect and strike the vanguard's fore,

بِصارِمٍ لَيسَ بِذي فَلول

بِصارِمٍ لَيسَ بِذي فَلول

With a keen sword whose edge has no notches.

With a sharp edge that bears no notches.