وَمِن بَراغيثَ تَنفي النَومَ عَن بَصَري

كَأَنَّ جَفنَيَّ عَن عَيني قَصيرانِ

And among the fleeting sparks that banish sleep from my eyes

As though my eyelids from my eyes were far too brief

يَطلُبنَ مِنِّيَ ثَأراً لَستُ أَعرِفُهُ

إِلّا عَداوَةَ سودانٍ لِبيضانِ

They seek from me a vengeance I know not

Save the hatred of black men for white