شَفَيتُ نَفسي وَقَومي مِن سَراتِهِم

شَفَيتُ نَفسي وَقَومي مِن سَراتِهِم

الصِعابِ وَوادي حارَبي ماسِ

الصِعابِ وَوادي حارَبي ماسِ

I healed my soul and my people by taking vengeance on their chiefs,

I healed my soul and my people from their afflictions

at al-Siʿab and in the valley of Harabi Mas.

Of hardships, and the valley of Al-Harb's heat

مَن لَم يَكُن قَد شَفى نَفساً بِقَتلِهِم

مَن لَم يَكُن قَد شَفى نَفساً بِقَتلِهِم

مِنّي فَذاقَ الَّذي ذاقوا مِنَ الباسِ

مِنّي فَذاقَ الَّذي ذاقوا مِنَ الباسِ

Whoever has not yet healed his soul through their slaying

Whoever had not healed a soul by killing them

at my hands—may he taste the violence they tasted.

Tasted from me what they tasted of torment