1. We met on a dusty day, a small raiding party
Eager for battle against them in the fray

2. We met them with sharp iron swords
And lions who never flee the battleground

3. Their chief was at that time a fierce lion
A veteran who cared not for calamity

4. We left him lying in the middle of the field
And here I am, seeking to kill the rest

5. We went with our swords driving into them
To the folds of intricate hidden valleys

6. And how many cavaliers among them did we leave
Slain by our swords that stab and pierce

7. Our horsemen are the Bani Abs and we
Are the battle lions amongst the nomads

8. We excel at spearing with tall lances
And striking with our raised swords

9. We shoe our steeds in every battle
With the bloodied forelocks of noblemen

10. And on the day of giving, we grant what we own
Of wealth and the most radiant blessings

11. We are the just ones when we judge
And we care for the commoners

12. We are the equitable ones when called
To thrust with spears that pierce and spill blood

13. We are the victors when we charge
With the nimble-bodied limping horses

14. And we are the ones who ignite every battle
And urge it on with ardent hearts

15. We filled the land with awe of our rule
And made even Kisra's kings fearful

16. Ask the Levant about us and
The horsemen of Caesar's royal court

17. I am the servant raised in the land of Abs
With a spirit of self-pride and dignity

18. Ask al-Nu'man about me the day
The cavaliers of the burning alliance came

19. I set up the market of death with my sword
And attained by my demise the highest titles