1. The clans of Wail and Waqif
And Khathamah beneath the tribes of Khazraj

2. Whenever their foolishness and woe call out
With her screams and death draws near

3. She shook a glorious young man whose veins
Were generous in attack and retreat

4. So he stained her with blood in abundance
After quiet, and felt no shame

5. May God grant you, chilled wine
Generous in the blessing of the Provider