ذَكَرتُ الصَغيرَ وَأَشياعَهُ

فَيا لَكَ هَمّاً إِلَينا سَرى

I remembered the little one and his followers

So much grief has come to us

فَيا لَيتَني قَبلَ هذا الحِصارِ

ثَوَيتُ بِجيرَفتَ في مَن ثَوى

If only before this siege

I had taken refuge in Jeraf where others took refuge

وَتَحتي مِنَ الخَيلِ ذو مَيعَةٍ

أَجَشُّ هَزيمٌ إِذا ما جَرى

And I had under me a horse with endurance

I would shake off the fleeing coward if he took flight