1. To a man who erected the banner of Kahlan,
With his palm holding it and the head of honor bent,

2. He took a stand there that neither Amr ibn Hind
Nor Hind and Qabus could take,

3. Well-versed in the swords of battles, as if
He was brought up among non-Arabs and molded,

4. Free of flaws when no flaw is a flaw,
And no blemish soils his honor,

5. With it he promotes the glory of Khaulan,
Raising it above them, his lineage in ages a pillar,

6. And every time he strives for his aspiration,
Kissing assists him in his endeavor,

7. He has not ceased, since his fatherhood,
To banish humiliation from Khaulan, untamable,

8. Rocks, and rocks, and Amr all of them chiefs,
The living pride of his people, unyielding,

9. You are met by their faces, if you descend among them,
Like the crescent, without any frown,

10. Of easy nature, hardship cannot change it,
And the innate before acquired reason biased,

11. Their elders instruct their juniors,
With the chapter of glory, that glory is protected,

12. He protected them and protected him when called upon,
From the flood drowning its dam and the roaring youths,

13. And every rising wave, the palm of its turbulence,
And its mad torrent poured and heaped up,

14. The guide to virtue rests, and for him the friend,
With palms, pats and touches,