1. The times of glory won't come back again,
And to that glorious past there's no return.

2. Nights of secrets are no more, and you
Are not there to see the trusted ones interned.

3. Had the Mother of al-Farazdaq given birth,
Our horsemen would have never died, for they were all there.

4. Oh, many's the colt I've ransomed with my mother,
My heart distraught and filled with fear.

5. He is the elite whose heart hides no fear.
No veil or ribs shield his heart in his chest.

6. He was conceived in the womb of disgrace
And suckled on the teat of disgrace while still an infant.