أَباعِث كُلِّ مَكرُمَةٍ طُموحُ

وَفارِسَ كُلِّ سَلهَبَةٍ سَبوحِ

I send forth every ambitious spirit

O rouser of every high-aspiring virtue,

And knight of every flaming enterprise,

And master of every swift and gliding steed,

وَطاعِنَ كُلِّ نَجلاءٍ غَموسٍ

وَعاصِيَ كُلِّ عَذّالٍ نَصيحِ

Thrusting at every lofty, sullen fort,

And dealer of the deep and gaping thrust,

And flouting every sage reproof.

Who spurns the counsel of the sincere scold,

سَقاني اللَهُ قَبلَ المَوتِ يَوماً

دَمَ الأَعداءِ مِن جَوفِ الجُروحِ

May God grant me, before death, a day

May God grant me a draught before I die,

When my foes' blood flows from the wounds.

Of enemies' blood, fresh from the depths of wounds.