1. تَعَوَّذ إِذا ما قُمتَ مِن بَعدِ هَجعَةٍ

    مِنَ المَرءِ في سُلطانَةِ المُتَفَحِّشِ

    Seek refuge when you rise after a spell of sleep,

    From the man who is grossly abusive in power,

  2. وَمِن رَجُلٍ لا تَعطِفُ الرَحمُ قَلبَهُ

    جَريءٍ عَلى أَحوالِهِ مُتَحَرِّشِ

    And from a man whose heart kinship does not soften,

    Brazen in his ways, bent on provoking quarrels,

  3. لَجوجٍ شَديدٍ بَطشُهُ وَعِقابُهُ

    مَتى يَأتِهِ ساعٍ بِعَمياءَ يَبطِشِ

    Obstinate, fierce in his violence and punishment:

    Whenever an informer comes to him with an obscure charge, he strikes.

  4. أَمِن ضَربَةٍ بِالعودِ لَم يَدمَ كَلمُها

    ضَرَبتَ بِمَصقولٍ عِلاوَةَ فَندَشِ

    Was it for a blow with a stick, whose wound did not bleed,

    That you struck Fandash's head with a polished blade?

  5. فَأَزهَقتَ في يَومِ العَروبَةِ نَفسَهُ

    بِغَيرِ قَتيلٍ صاحِياً غَيرَ مُنتَشِ

    So on the day of ʿArubah (Friday) you extinguished his life,

    With no slain man to avenge, sober and not intoxicated.

  6. فَلا وَصَلَتكَ الرَحمُ مِن ذي قَرابَةٍ

    وَلا ذَهَبَ الضِغنُ الَّذي أَنتَ مُحتَشِ

    So may no kinsman ever uphold the ties of kinship with you,

    Nor may the rancor you harbor ever fade.

  7. فَجَعتَ بِهِ أُمّاً عَجوزاً كَبيرَةً

    فَلا زِلتَ في سُلطانِكَ المُتَنَهنَشِ

    Through his death you bereaved an old, aged mother;

    So may you remain forever in your tottering dominion.

  8. أَبى رُتَبيلٌ قَتلَهُ فَقَتَلتَهُ

    وَأَنتَ عَلى خَوّارَةٍ فَوقَ مَفرَشِ

    Rutabil refused to kill him, yet you killed him,

    While you were upon something soft, atop a coverlet.

  9. فَإِن تَدعُنا مِن بَعدِها لِكَريهِةٍ

    نَدَعكَ فَريداً في الخَلا المُتَوحِّشِ

    So if, after this, you call us to battle,

    We shall leave you alone in the desolate wilderness.

  10. وَلَم يُغنِ عَنكَ الناسُ مِثلَ غِنائِنا

    وَلَم تَمتَنِع مِن آكِلٍ مُتَمَشمِشِ

    And no people have served you as we have,

    Nor could you defend yourself against a bone-gnawing devourer.

  11. وَباكِيَةٍ تَبكي عَلى قَبرِ فَندَشٍ

    فَقُلتُ لَها أَذري دُموعَكِ وَاِخمِشي

    And a weeping woman weeps beside Fandash's grave;

    So I told her, 'Shed your tears and scratch your face.'

  12. فَتىً كانَ مِقداماً إِذا الخَيلُ أَحجَمَت

    ضَروباً بِنَصلِ السَيفِ لَيسَ بِمُرعَشِ

    A youth who was bold when the horses held back,

    Striking mightily with the sword's blade, never trembling,

  13. ضَروباً لِهاماتِ الرِجالِ بِسَيفِهِ

    وَرودَ القِتالِ كَالحَمِيِّ المَعَطَّشِ

    Striking men's heads mightily with his sword,

    Entering battle like a fevered man parched with thirst.

  14. وَإِنّا لَنُجزي الذَحلَ بِالذَحلِ مِثلَهُ

    وَنَضرِبُ خَيشومَ الأَبَلِّ الغَطَمَّشِ

    And we shall surely repay a blood wrong with an equal blood wrong,

    And strike the snout of the shameless, reckless brute.