1. O the one whose heart was hurt by the disloyal camp's betrayal,
When they turned away from you though every covenant has ended.

2. The disloyal turned away, so your patience with them dissipated,
And the resident can handle staying with another resident.

3. If only the loved ones, when they loaded their camels,
Had allowed a look from the charming youth.

4. They went far away, so I shed the water of flowing tears
That wet the braces of the slender-necked beauties.

5. After them I remained in clear anxiety,
Lost in worries about you, and hidden worries.

6. Indeed, the disloyal hoped for a soft touch,
Falsehood whose attainment is not possible for the desperate.

7. Their cheeks let loose a weeping that stirred, as if
They and the family were ships, O shelterer!

8. O home that time has ruined its people,
And scattered them in separation and discord.

9. Give to your era an era we lived in,
Playing with pearls like shining suns.

10. Of every elegant beauty an expensive purchase,
A doe marking the meadows, like an adorned filly.

11. Denounce every scholar who claims wisdom,
Guiding people, and every composer singing songs,

12. For when I meet you, I find the smooth cheek of a gazelle,
And when I call you, you call me with enchanting eyes.

13. I place the banner of the time that supports us,
And fate looks upon us with affectionate eyes,

14. Until when time disrupts our union,
And fate, the traitor, destroys us most wickedly.

15. O flag, your beauty and the beauty of your face pledged
To awaken every dormant sorrow.

16. I disdain to be indebted to an unjust aggressor
With humiliation - without humiliation comes the resolve of the defiant.

17. Rather, many a day I have sported, and many a night
With lutes, wine cups and viols.

18. And I have drunk from the palm of the beloved intoxicating wine
That stirs every silent passion.

19. And how often have I competed with a fleet start
Outrunning the betting horsemen.

20. And I have roamed the brilliant nights in 'Armais,
From 'Isa and Mahra's - a place of sand dunes.

21. O flag, I am not one who panics and runs
On the day of battle, nor am I a coward who flees.

22. I swear by you, I am one whose fearful heart
Has known sorrows and the fear of the heart of the secure.

23. I am generous with what I possess and another hoards,
Not being generous with one's money like a hoarder.

24. I am the master of kingdoms, not one who wards off,
And the pigeon of every competitor and spearman.

25. I am the luck of every peacemaker - rather the bad luck of each
Spearman - indeed the death of every stubborn quarreler.

26. I am the one before whom the champions bow down
In times of trial and raging battle.

27. My dwellings are dwellings of praise,
And my coffers are the coffers of plenty for the poor.

28. Those who ask me receive grace and spoils,
Just as my spears receive the pigeons.

29. A king striking with cultured striking,
So ask about the king of strikes, the piercing one.

30. God wrote on the fly of Muhanndan,
“You are the pigeon, and in you at the time of loss.”

31. When he came seeking, a sword like his name,
Angry, its sharp edge never feels safe.

32. It guides the humps of camels overflowing
Crowded, proceeding, aligned together.

33. With deadly swords and crushing,
Shining, bared, and bared again.

34. And horsemen like the lions of Bisha among them
A blow that removes with courage that buries.

35. So I donned the impenetrable armor confident
In the apparent reviver and hidden killer.

36. And I rode the short spear, and the spears are streets,
And the horses between striking and piercing.

37. And the bows shout to the men passionately,
While the atmosphere is clad in roaring clamor.

38. With a shrieking like the darkness and the whites
Are a fog with extinguished stars.

39. So I gave the first of them a bitter cup
From the death stored in my spearhead.

40. I threw him down and thrust my spear churning
For the armed with courage that destroys.

41. I stabbed him so he fell with his guts spilled out
Enwrapped in the boiling entrails’ heat.

42. I made the fourth one clatter after I broke another,
And he fell while a fragment of my sword was the injector.

43. And a dear man whom I had struck with a blow
That brought him the ordained fate.

44. And he approached me boldly then recoiled
From me with changed purpose.

45. And a brother of Quda'a whose chicks
I clipped with the horn until the slightest fell.

46. So I gained the praised of the two tribes with my help -
Praise is the best profit of the protector.

47. The horsemen were shaken from me when they saw
The onslaughts of Haydar among the Hawazin warriors.

48. And I returned with the wooden horn just as I had,
While blood on my clothes is forbidden and passionate.

49. So in the morning their nobility and lowly
Spoke words that stir every complacent sleeper:

50. “Praise be to Ali's father, he
Revived chivalry and killed every quarreler.

51. He gave graciously and protected a pure honor,
By God, from a generous, helping king.”

52. I swear by God truly,
And God clothes the shame of the traitor’s face.

53. If another besides my attempting brother were my stumbling,
I would have given him the bitter cup of the spearhead.

54. Since I knew the consequence of what he attempts
Is far from what the transgressing enemy does.

55. Inform Husam while events are all around
Of one who boils with the fires of grudges.

56. Why has your state that I wished for
Deviated, and not taken the path of the cautioned?

57. Passion for fighting me has flown off with your reason,
One who does not despair when he walks with weakness.

58. You still call me to the struggle of a warrior,
The claim of a fool, not the truth-teller.

59. Until when war flared up intensely,
And I disliked my spears and their facing me,

60. Upon yourself, make it keep to righteousness,
And take the stand of the composed wise one.

61. I am death which is inevitable
To meet, and death does not disappear.

62. I swear the attackers on my side do not cease,
Your Lord has not returned any complacent sleeper.

63. And victory is from God, He decided it
For me in the tribulations, in His decided fate.