1. ما البَكرُ إِلّا كَالفَصيلِ وَقَد نَرى

    أَنَّ الفَصيلَ عَلَيهِ لَيسَ بِعارِ

    The young camel is but like the weaned calf; indeed, we see

    That “the weaned calf” is no disgrace to him.

  2. إِنّا وَما حَجَّ الحَجيجُ لِبَيتِهِ

    رِكبانُ مَكَّةَ مَعشَرَ الأَنصارِ

    We—by Him to whose House the pilgrims make pilgrimage,

    Riders to Mecca—we, the company of the Ansar—

  3. نَفري جَماجِمَكُم بِكُلِّ مُهَنَّدٍ

    ضَربَ القُدارِ مَبادِيَ الأَيسارِ

    Cleave your skulls with every Indian-forged sword,

    As a butcher chops the gamblers’ portions of camel-meat,

  4. حَتّى تَكَنّوهُ بِفَحلِ هُنَيدَةٍ

    يَحِمي الطَروقَةَ بازِلٍ هَدّارِ

    Until you dub him “Sire of a Hundred Camels,”

    A full-grown, bellowing bull that guards his mate.