بِضَربٍ يُزيلُ الهامَ عَن سَكَناتِهِ

بِضَربٍ يُزيلُ الهامَ عَن سَكَناتِهِ

وَطَعنٍ كَتَشهاقِ العفاهم بالنَّهقِ

وَطَعنٍ كَتَشهاقِ العفاهم بالنَّهقِ

With blows that sweep heads from where they rest,

With a blow that removes anxiety from its dwellings

and thrusts like the gasping intake of decrepit camels as they bray.

And a stab like the panting of virgins in anguish