فلولا سَراةُ الحيّ من آل مالكٍ

فلولا سَراةُ الحيّ من آل مالكٍ

وَذُروةُ عَوفٍ كل حَوضُكَ مُترَعُ

وَذُروةُ عَوفٍ كل حَوضُكَ مُترَعُ

So, were it not for the clan’s nobles from the house of Mālik,

Were it not for the horsemen of the living from the house of Malik,

And the foremost of ʿAwf—your whole basin is brimful.

And the peak of Awf, your every pool would be a watering place,

هما قارَعا عن بَيضَةِ العِزّ بالقَنا

هما قارَعا عن بَيضَةِ العِزّ بالقَنا

ذُؤابةَ حيٍّ والرِّماحُ تَهَزَّعُ

ذُؤابةَ حيٍّ والرِّماحُ تَهَزَّعُ

They both struck with spears in defense of honor’s stronghold

They held back the white fortress of glory with the spear,

At a clan’s foremost men, while the spears splintered.

The army of the tribe and their spears shaking,

وجَدُّكَ مَخصِيٌّ على الوجه تاعِسٌ

وجَدُّكَ مَخصِيٌّ على الوجه تاعِسٌ

يسيرُ به الرُكبانُ ما قامَ أَفرَعُ

يسيرُ به الرُكبانُ ما قامَ أَفرَعُ

And your fortune is castrated, face-down and wretched;

Your grandfather frowning in the face, sad,

Riders spread word of it as long as a lofty peak stands.

The caravans walking by him while the branches stood.