فَلا أُرِدَنَّ عَلى جَماعةِ مازِنٍ

فَلا أُرِدَنَّ عَلى جَماعةِ مازِنٍ

خَيلاً مُقِّلَصَةَ الخُصى وَرِجالا

خَيلاً مُقِّلَصَةَ الخُصى وَرِجالا

So let me never bring against Māzin’s band

I will not attack the tribe of Mazin

horses with drawn-up testicles, and men

With horses whose hooves thunder, or worthy men

ظَلّوا بِذي أُرُكٍ كَأَنَّ رُؤوسَهُم

ظَلّوا بِذي أُرُكٍ كَأَنَّ رُؤوسَهُم

شَجَرٌ تَخَطّاهُ الرَّبيعُ فَحالا

شَجَرٌ تَخَطّاهُ الرَّبيعُ فَحالا

who remained at Dhū Uruk, their heads like

Who dwelt in Urak's valley, like trees in bloom

trees that spring had passed by, leaving them withered.

Swaying when spring has come to make all anew