فَضَحتُم قُرَيشاً بِالفِرارِ وَأَنتُمُ

قُمُدّونَ سودانٌ عِظامُ المَناكِبِ

You disgraced the Quraysh through fleeing while you are

Black pillars, bare bones of shoulders.

فَأَمّا القِتالُ لا قِتالَ لَديكُمُ

وَلَكِنَّ سَيراً في عِراضِ المَواكِبِ

But as for battle, you have no battle,

Rather, walking in the camel litters' paddocks.