عَلِيٌّ صَوتُهُ سَوطٌ

عَلَينا لا عَلى الفَرَسِ

Ali's voice is a whip

Upon us, not the Persians

وَجُملَةُ ضَربِهِ ضَربٌ

لِمُدَّرِعٍ وَمُتَّرِسِ

And his blow altogether a blow

Against an armored and shielded one

يَقولُ السامِعونَ لَهُ

رَماهُ اللَهُ بِالخَرَسِ

The listeners say about him

May God pelt him with muteness

وَخُذ يا رَبِّ مُهجَتَهُ

إِذا غَنّى خُذي نَفسي

And take, O Lord, his brain

When he sings, take my soul