1. Without your embrace and kiss,
I am pierced by the sharp tongue of the cultivated one,

2. And the strike of a valiant hand like a noble lion
Surpassing the comrades.

3. Without Ubaylah, striking the meadows
And his thrust that makes the waterholes bleed.

4. I am the hero whom you were told about,
And my fame spread in all horizons.

5. When the coward boasts with spending money,
My pride is in the hidden virtues.

6. And if the horsemen stab the chest of an opponent,
My stab is in the necks and the shoulders.

7. And I have preceded in every merit,
So who can climb like me the high places?

8. Inform Kindah what you see,
Of fighting soon with Muhaqiq.

9. And advise them with what you choose among them,
For you have no return after the encounter.