1. لَقَد تَعلَمُ الحَربُ أَنّي اِبنُها

    وَأَنّي الهُمامُ بِها المُعلِمُ

    War knows full well that I am her son,

    And that I am her valiant champion, bearing my battle-mark;

  2. وَأَنّي أَحُلُّ عَلى رَهوَةٍ

    مِنَ المَجدِ في الشَرَفِ الأَعظَمِ

    And that I dwell upon a height

    Of glory, in the loftiest honor;

  3. وَأَنّي أُشَمِّصُ بِالدارِعي

    نَ في ثَورَةِ الرَهَجِ الأَقتَمِ

    And that I put the mailed warriors to flight

    Amid the swirling surge of dark battle-dust;

  4. وَأَنّي أَكُرُّ إِذا أَحجَموا

    بِأَكرَمَ مِن عَطفَةِ الضَيغَمِ

    And that I charge when they hang back,

    With a charge nobler than a lion’s spring;

  5. وَأَضرِبُ بِالسَيفِ يَومَ الوَغى

    أَقُدُّ بِهِ حَلَقَ المُبرَمِ

    And I strike with the sword on the day of battle,

    Cleaving with it the rings of tightly wrought mail.

  6. فَهَذا عَتادي لَوَ أَنَّ الفَتى

    يُعَمَّرُ في غَيرِ ما مَهرَمِ

    Such is my armament—if only a young man

    Could live long without decrepitude.

  7. وَقَد عَلِمَ الحَيُّ مِن عامِرٍ

    بِأَنَّ لَنا ذِروَةَ الأَجسَمِ

    And the clan of ʿĀmir has learned

    That ours is the summit of the greatest eminence;

  8. وَأَنّا المَصاليتُ يَومَ الوَغى

    إِذا ما العَواويرُ لَم تُقدِمِ

    And that we are the resolute warriors on the day of battle,

    When the cowards do not advance.