رَدَدنا الحَيَّ مِن أَسَدٍ بِضَربٍ

رَدَدنا الحَيَّ مِن أَسَدٍ بِضَربٍ

وَطَعنٍ يَترُكُ الأَبطالَ زورا

وَطَعنٍ يَترُكُ الأَبطالَ زورا

We drove back the clan of Asad with blows,

We drove the warriors back from the lion with blows

And spear-thrusts that leave the champions bent awry.

And stabs that leave even the bravest lying prone.

تَرَكنا مِنهُمُ سَبعينَ صَرعى

تَرَكنا مِنهُمُ سَبعينَ صَرعى

بِبُسيانٍ وَأَبرَأنا الصُدُرا

بِبُسيانٍ وَأَبرَأنا الصُدُرا

We left seventy of them lying slain

We left seventy of them lifeless on the ground

At Busyan, and healed our breasts.

At Busyan, and we healed our own hearts' woes.