1. The son of Sulaym never rode off with his steeds
To make a raid without enriching you with spoils -

2. When he grimly bares his sword it sheds
Blood, and when he smiles he gives his wealth.

3. He returns robed with the garments of kings and driving
Herds of camels and horses neighing loudly.

4. Oh, many a night black with darkness
You see filled with fires and echoing with cries,

5. With tall leaping flames as if it were
A black stormy night with flashing lightning,

6. Where the eyes of heroes shine as though
Lined with kohl, frowning, piercing.