وصَلْتُ مِن حَنْظَلَةَ الأُسْطُمَّا

وَالعَدَدَ الغُطامِطَ الغِطَمّا

I have come from Hanthalah's thickets,

And the many-hilled places abounding in rocks and stones,

ثُمَّتَ جِئْتُ حَيَّة أَصَمّا

ضَخْماً يُحِبُّ الخُلُق الأَضْخَمَّا

Then you came, a deaf adder,

Huge, loving the hugest forms,

وَهْيَ تُرِيكَ مِعْضَداً وَمِعْصَما

عَبْلاً وَأَطْرافَ بَنانٍ مُعْنَما

She shows you an arm and wrist,

Stout, with spreading fingers,

تَيْماءُ لا يَنْجُو بِها مَنْ دَوَّما

إِذَا عَلاها ذُو انْقِباضٍ أَجْذَما

Deadly Teyma that spares none who dares approach her,

When she is approached by one of coiled form, dwarfish,

مَنْ خَرَّ في قَمْقامِنا تَقَمْقَما

كَأَنَّه في هُوَّةٍ تَذَحلَما

Whoever descends into our deep hollows,

Is as though he descends into clefts that subside with him,

كَما هَوى فِرعَونُ إِذ تَغَمغَما

تَحْتَ ظِلالِ المَوْجِ إِذْ تَدَأَّما

As Pharaoh plunged down when he drowned,

Beneath the waves billowing as he sank.

وَلَمْ يَزَلْ عِزُّ تَمِيمٍ مُدْعَما

لِلنّاسِ يَدْعُو هَيْقَماً فَهَيْقَما

Yet the glory of Temim remains steadfast,

Calling the people, who answer the call;

كَالبَحْرِ ما لَقَّمْتَهُ تَلَقَّما

وَمَن أَرَيْنَاه الطَرِيق اسْتَلْحَما

As the sea whatever you throw to it swallows,

And whoever we guide finds the road easy,

وَمَنْ هَمَزْنا رَأْسَهُ تَهَشَّما

فَأَرْغَمَ اللَّهُ الأُنُوفَ الرُغَّما

And whoever's head we tap is shattered;

So God broke the proud noses,

مَجْدُوعَها وَالعَنِتَ المُخَشَّما

يَهْوُونَ عَنْ أَرْكانِ عِزٍّ يُشْتَما

And humbled the rancorous and inveterate.

They recoil from the pillars of glory they defame,

لا ظالِمَ الناسِ وَلا مُظَلَّما

وَلَم أَزَلْ عَنْ عِرْضِ قَوْمِي مِرْجَما

Wronging no people, and wronged by none,

Nor have I ever swerved from guarding my people,

بِهَدْرِ هَدّارٍ يَمُجُّ البَلْغَما

لا خَرِعَ العَظْمِ وَلا مُوَصَّما

With a torrent of words the overwhelming flood;

Not one whose bones are cracked, or who is pierce-marked,

نَحْمَدُ مَوْلانا الأَجَلَّ الأَفْخَما

We praise our Lord the Most High, the All-Glorious.