1. We woke up one day the people of the Tigris
With swords, spears and a teeming throng

2. We flutter them with white blades
Whenever archery came between us, it was injured

3. We killed them between the Tigris and the villages
To Nahrawan, where it marched and proceeded

4. We made them taste our might at Al-Mada’in
Openly, and we quenched the faults with blood

5. We surpassed them when they inclined to depravity
With cups we filled and mixed with wine and bitterness

6. You refused to make peace with us, then went back
To peacemaking when peacemaking became forbidden

7. And when the heart flutters from its wounds
We tied a bandage for it and stained it with blood

8. We called on them from Tamim, companies
Who answer their caller even if he is a sinner

9. They dispel in the intense day its darkness
From the sun and horizons a gloomy darkness

10. And we curb the horses until we are weary
At the frontier overwhelmed by the determined invader

11. We rose up against Kisra so he retreated
With his followers when the cleavage grew wider

12. O you who ask about my tribe
You will be told about them if you ask to know