1. With disheveled hair its locks have coiled
Like a frightened ostrich chased by hunters

2. It refuses to spend out of miserliness
After squandering between sorrow and sands

3. With them we repel the worries of every repentant man
And you see for it folds in every expanse

4. I have built houses in glory
Not desiring to demolish them

5. And my father who welcomed the dogs by naming them
While the horses underneath their armors clanked

6. Their anklets clinking as they walked
Piling up the valley with their cargo

7. Their necklaces clamor as they head to battle
The war party returns with abundant spoils

8. Their mounts slowed by the fodder they consumed
Walking like toddlers learning to crawl

9. So when they panic at a battlecry
And sprint between lowlands and summits

10. Shaking the bridles of resolute steeds
Like the trunks of Khaybar or the trunks of Awl

11. Birds hastily taking flight with stupidity
Meeting the cold and crushed by the north wind

12. Their bridles caught in a tangled acacia
With tall, slender trunks

13. Their grim faces overwhelming us
On the day of the meeting of heroes

14. Grazing the meadows around us when they set out
Their trotting enlivening waterfalls

15. The day Aamir advanced
Before the kindled riding beasts

16. And you see their tether ropes flutter as they gallop
Like the flocking of doves to their nests