1. You thought Gaddafi after a year, yet Gaddafi
Was never a time his thirst could be quenched

2. You will know, O cycle of Maraghah, which of us
When he calls, has his resolute people respond

3. Did you not know of Qais ibn Ailan extending
His hands to them, begging, yet none would feed him

4. With the integrity of sneering people among them
Luyayy son of Fihr, Saud and their houses

5. I see every coward of Tamim, if they commit
A crime against me, I will repay their crimes

6. And the cowards knew that the son of Ghalib
For every blood they spilt, he will make them pay

7. And when the callers called "Where is the son of Ghalib?"
To the crack of the saddle, they feared his anger

8. They called Ghalib at Al-Hamalah and the villages
And where is his son who heals Tamim their wounds