1. قَنا آلِ فِهرٍ لا قَنا غَطَفانِ

    حَمَت أَهلَها مِن طارِقِ الحَدَثانِ

    The spears of Fihr's clan, not Ghatafan's spears,

    shielded their people from calamity's night visitor.

  2. بَني عامِرٍ ما لي وَلِلدَهرِ بَعدَما

    يُشَتَّتُ بي عَن صَعدَتي وَحِصاني

    Sons of Amir, what have I to do with fate, now that

    I am driven far from my lance and my stallion?

  3. وَقَد كُنتُ لا أُصغي إِلى السِلمِ ساعَةً

    وَأَتبَعُ داعي الحَربِ أَينَ دَعاني

    And I once would not heed peace for even an hour,

    and followed the caller to war wherever he called me.

  4. دَعوا صَهَواتِ الخَيلِ تَدمى وَفَرِّقوا

    رِجالاً عَنِ البَغضاءِ وَالشَنَآنِ

    Let the horses' backs bleed, and separate

    men from hatred and rancor.

  5. فَكَم صاحِبٍ تَدمى عَلَيَّ بَنانُهُ

    وَيُظهِرُ أَنَّ العِزِّ لَثمُ بَناني

    For many a companion's fingertips bleed in rage at me,

    yet he professes that honor lies in kissing my fingertips.

  6. يَضُمُّ حَشى البَغضاءِ عِندَ تَغَيُّبي

    وَيَجلو جَبينَ الوُدِّ حينَ يَراني

    He embraces hatred's heart when I am absent,

    and polishes affection's brow when he sees me.

  7. مَسَحتُ بِحِلمي ضِغنَهُ عَن جَنانِهِ

    فَلَمّا أَبى مَسَّحتُهُ بِسِناني

    With my forbearance I wiped his rancor from his heart;

    but when he refused, I wiped him with my spearpoint.

  8. سَبَقتُ بِرَميي قَلبَهُ فَأَصَبتُهُ

    وَلَو لَم أُصِبهُ عاجِلاً لَرَماني

    I shot first at his heart and struck him;

    and had I not struck him at once, he would have shot at me.