1. Leila stirred him when she made ready to depart
Yes, and leaned aside when the litters were loaded

2. I have ranged over the lands, east and west
And her sun has struck me, and her shades

3. He limps, then races headlong when left alone
And ambushes in scrub and tangled grass

4. The Commander of the Faithful will come with his men
A bulwark of warriors, bows bent in hand

5. By the sacred heights, then the plains beneath
The meadows of Busra have bared their arms

6. My song I sing to you, and my eulogy
Colored like the falcon's wing, lasting as reproach

7. Light horses in the stables of phaenix build
Bay steeds whose bridles jingle with little bells

8. Now he rides a scent of priceless musk
Now you see his coat of mail cast off from him

9. The lances with their tubular hooks towards him
Their blades, polished smooth, glinting

10. You see the son of Abi 'l-'Ass draw up his lines
Eighty thousand all told, when their numbers mount

11. He turns his dangerous eyes, wary and ominous
To which he has added the swift intervening squadrons

12. He charges and wheels away, a wolf in ambush
When the foe gives him room, he is merciless

13. You extended a meager hand to the trespassing aggressor
Which suffices to wrong the kindred, but also the stranger

14. Not from any noble stock did your highest fortune spring
Rather, inheritances of forebears devolve upon you

15. Protect the abode of the kings from the tribe of Raht
And the sands of Lud, lest their meadows be ravaged