لَعَمرُكَ ما جاءَت بِنُكرٍ عَشيرَتي

وإِن صالَحَت إِخوانها لا أَلومُها

By your life, my clan did not come with dishonor

Even if her brothers make peace, I do not blame her

يَوَدُّ جُناةُ الغَيِّ أَنَّ سُيوفَنا

بِأَيمانِنا مَسلولَةً لا نَشيمُها

The sinners wish that our swords

Were still sheathed by oaths - we will not do so