1. Your absence grieves me, a land of sorrow,
And the abodes are desolate as separation desired wasteland.

2. Ask me when war flares up with its people,
And there is no rest for the mountains therein,

3. And the winds of death blow, and patience is its axis,
And most of what is in it is blood and dust.

4. And the heroes stood for it with swords and spears,
And the winds blew others, so they flew away.

5. And the slain knew by the brand that I
Want with it those who envied me and fled.

6. If I wish, I humble the lands with hooves,
And Hashim and Nizar walked behind me.

7. And smoke covered the sky, as if
It were smoke, and the tips of the spears sparked.

8. And I tamed every loose-reined horse as if
When it appeared in the army's smoke, it was fire.

9. And an iron fence with trailing hems,
Small, intense eyes have pupils.

10. And white like halves of full moons, honorable
When tested by swords the best.

11. And how many foreign camels broke their canines
When the sticks of the vile bowed down and fled.