وَسائِل بَني الماهاتِ عَنّا وَعَنهُم

بَلاءٌ كَحَدِّ اللُجِّ يَقتَطِعُ الوَتينا

The means of communication between us and them

Are an affliction like the edge of a sharp sword that shreds the veins

دَعونا أَبانا وَاِدَّعوا بأَبيهم

فَوَلّوا خَزايا في الغُبارِ جَبينا

They called our father theirs and claimed their father was ours

So they turned their backs covered in dust and filth

فَيا رُبَّ جَمعٍ قَد فَلَلناهُ قَبلَهُم

وَنَهَب حَوينا قَبلَ ذاكَ سنينا

Then, o Lord of the tribe whom we had united before them

And whose neighborhood they had plundered before that for years

عَلى أَنَّنا لَم نُبقِ فيها بَقَيَّةٌ

غَداةَ هَوَوا في وادي خُردَ كَمينا

Even though we did not leave in it any remainder

The morning after they ambushed in the valley of Khord a group of us