1. So whoever asks about me, I am
A rock that does not recoil or shy away

2. Brought near in winter, though it's not seen
Behind the living, the skilled pursues it

3. In summer it has patience and dignity
With ample generosity flowing from it

4. Let me convey to the clan of Ushara about me
Openly, for secrecy has vanished

5. I have killed your elite and taken from you
A plunder like what the camel raid plundered

6. We did not kill you secretly but
Openly with dust swirling in the air

7. You had no right to insult us
O clan of Ushara, when spears became serious