أَتَت عُصبَةٌ لِلأَوسِ تَخطُرُ بِالقَنا

كَمَشيِ الأُسودِ في رَشاشِ الأَهاضِبِ

A band of warriors came to Aus, brandishing spears

Like the gait of lions amid the downpour

فَإِن غِبتُ لَم أُغفِل وَإِن كُنتُ شاهِداً

تَجِدني شَديداً في الكَريهَةِ جانِبي

Though absent, I did not neglect; and if present

You would find me fiercely steadfast

بِسَيفٍ كَأَنَّ الماءَ في صَفَحاتِهِ

طَحاريرُ غَيمٍ أَو قُرونُ جَنادِبِ

With a sword as though the water in its blade

Were rolls of clouds or horns of locusts