1. الجيشُ يُملي نَصْرَهُ المَلَوانِ

    فافتكْ بكلِّ مهنَّدٍ وسِنانِ

    Day and night prolong the army's victory.

    So strike lethally with every Indian-steel sword and spearhead.

  2. واجنبْ إلى الهيجاءِ كلَّ كتيبةٍ

    واخفضْ إلى الهيجاءِ كلَّ عنان

    And lead every battalion toward battle.

    And lower every rein toward the fray.

  3. وارجمْ شياطينَ الوغى بكواكبٍ

    تمحو الضلالَ إذا التقى الجمعان

    And pelt the devils of battle with stars

    That erase error when the two armies meet.

  4. إن عسعستْ ظُلَمُ القَتام فما لها

    إلاَّ طُلى الأعداءِ من قُربان

    If the darkness of battle-dust closes in, it has

    No offering but the enemies' necks.

  5. دلفوا كما دلفتْ أسودُ خفيّةٍ

    والتفَّتِ الأقرانُ بالأقران

    They advanced as the lions of Khafiyya advance,

    And rival champions locked with rival champions.

  6. حتى إذا ما النقعُ أظلمَ أجفلوا

    خوفَ انتقامكَ فيه كالظُّلمان

    Until, when the battle-dust darkened, they fled,

    Fearing your vengeance within it, like ostriches.

  7. فرقوا لطيفك في المنام ففرَّقوا

    بين الكرى المعهودِ والأجفان

    They feared your apparition in sleep, and so parted

    Their accustomed slumber from their eyelids.

  8. ولقد تروعهمُ الكواكبُ هَبَّةً

    لما حكين أَسِنَّةَ المرَّان

    Indeed, the stars make them start in alarm

    When they resemble the heads of ash-wood spears.

  9. ولربَّما عطشوا فحلأَّهمْ عن ال

    غُدُر اشتباهُ البيضِ بالغدران

    Often they thirsted, yet were driven away from the

    Pools by the resemblance of bright swords to those pools.

  10. أيّ الغوائلِ آمنوها بعدما

    عركتْ كماتَهمُ رحى الميدان

    What perils could they feel safe from, after

    The battlefield's mill had ground their armored champions down?

  11. خاضت دماءَهمُ السوابحُ فاستوتْ

    منها عتاقُ الخيلِ في الألوان

    The galloping steeds waded through their blood, until

    The thoroughbred horses were all alike in color from it.

  12. والجوُّ يرفلُ في مُلاءِ قَساطلٍ

    رفعتْ بها ظلا على الفرسان

    The air trails robes of billowing dust,

    Which cast a shadow above the horsemen.

  13. والسيفُ دامى المضربين كجدولٍ

    في ضفَّتيه شقائقُ النعمان

    And the sword, bloodied on both edges, is like a stream

    With red anemones along its two banks.

  14. يقضي بيمنك دائماً منه على

    يمناك ماضي الشفرتين يماني

    Ever decreeing your good fortune, from its place upon

    Your right hand, is a keen, double-edged Yemeni blade.

  15. أَلْبَسْتَ أعطاف الجيادِ لدى الوغى

    حُلَلَ الدماءِ بمرهفٍ عريان

    You clothed the flanks of the steeds in battle

    In robes of blood, with a naked, keen-edged blade.

  16. والمُلك محميُّ الذمارِ محجَّبٌ

    فالمُنْتَضى ومن انتضى سيفان

    The kingdom's honor is guarded, and it is shielded;

    For the drawn blade and its wielder are two swords.

  17. وعجاجةٍ كالليلِ إلاَّ أنها

    ينقضُّ فيها نجمُ كلِّ سنان

    And many a dust-cloud is like night, except that

    The star of every spearhead plunges through it.

  18. نشأتْ كما نشأتْ سحابةُ عارضٍ

    يتلوه غيمٌ وَدْقُهُ مُتَدان

    It rose as a cloud on the horizon rises,

    Followed by clouds whose rain falls close together.

  19. وبدتْ صواديها فقلتُ بوارقٌ

    لمَّا اختطفنَ الهامَ باللمعان

    Its thirsty blades appeared; I said, 'Lightning flashes!'

    When their gleam snatched heads away.

  20. زاحمتَها والشهبُ دهمٌ والقنا

    متقصفٌ والموت أحمر قاني

    You pressed into it, while gray steeds were black and spears

    Were splintering, and death was deep crimson.

  21. في جحفلٍ ملء الملا شَرِقَتْ به

    شُمُّ الربى وسباسبُ الغيطان

    Amid a host filling the open land, choking

    The lofty hills and the broad lowland plains.

  22. آجامُ أَشْبُلِهِ القضابُ من القنا

    ويروجُ أنجمِهِ من الخرصان

    Its lion-cubs' thickets are shafts of spears,

    And its stars, made of spearheads, flourish.

  23. ما أن تني الخضراءُ في رَهَجٍ به

    يسمو ولا الغبراءُ في رَجَفَان

    The sky is never free of the dust that, from this host,

    Rises high, nor the earth of trembling.

  24. راياتُهُ والنصرُ معقود بها

    كقلوب أهلِ الشركِ في الخفقان

    Its banners, with victory bound to them,

    Are like the polytheists' hearts in their fluttering.

  25. وجنوده كالأُسدِ مألفُها الشرى

    والصافناتُ الجردُ كالعقبان

    Its soldiers are like lions whose haunt is al-Shara,

    And the sleek, poised steeds are like eagles.

  26. تمشي الونى تحت الفوارس في الوغى

    متبختراتٍ مِشْيَةَ النَّشْوان

    They walk languidly beneath the riders in battle,

    Strutting with a drunken man's gait.

  27. تطأُ الجماجمَ تحتهمْ فكأنما

    قد أَنعلوا بالهامِ كلَّ حصان

    They tread on skulls beneath them, as though

    They had shod every stallion with heads.

  28. بيضٌ يرونَ البيضَ أو سُمْرَ القنا

    أَوْلَى من الأرواح والأبدان

    Fair-faced men who deem bright swords or brown spear-shafts

    Worthier than souls and bodies.

  29. لا تَثْبُتُ الأقدامُ عند لقائهمْ

    ولو أنَّهم حُملوا على ثهلان

    No feet stand firm before them,

    Even were they sent charging against Thahlan.

  30. وإذا المنايا استحوذتْ فمناهمُ

    بيعُ النفوسِ بكلِّ سوق طعان

    And when deadly fates take hold, their wish is

    To sell their lives in every market of spear-thrusts.

  31. يا أيها الملكُ الذي هنديُّهُ

    يومَ الطِّعان كشعلة النيران

    O king, whose Indian blade

    On the day of spear-thrusts is like a flame of fire,

  32. كم جبتَ فيه بعزمةٍ أرضَ العدا

    فتركتها قفراً بلا عمران

    How often, with resolve, you crossed the enemy's land in battle,

    Leaving it desolate, without habitation.

  33. وهدمتَ من بِيَعٍ لهم وكنائسٍ

    وكسرتَ من صُلُبٍ ومن أوثان

    And you demolished their churches and sanctuaries,

    And shattered their crosses and idols.

  34. وجررتَ أذيال الكتائبِ رافلاً

    بين الصوارمِ والقنا الريَّان

    And you trailed the skirts of battalions, striding proudly

    Among keen swords and blood-sated spears.

  35. فالدينُ موقوفٌ عليكَ رجاؤُهُ

    أَنْ يُسْتباحَ الشركُ بالإيمانن

    Thus the faith stakes its hope upon you:

    That polytheism be laid waste through faith,

  36. ما لاحَ في الهيجاءِ نجمُ مُثَقَّفٍ

    وهلالُ كلِّ حنيَّةٍ مِرْنان

    As long as the star of a straightened spear shines in battle,

    And the crescent of every ringing bow.