طَرَقَتني وَصِحابي هُجوعٌ

ظَبيَةٌ أَدماءُ مِثلُ الهِلالِ

A shy doe with friends alarmed,

Bloody red like the crescent moon,

مِثلُ قَرنِ الشَمسِ لَمّا تَبَدَّت

وَاِستَقَلَّت في رُؤوسِ الجِبالِ

Like the horn of the sun when it rises

And ascends over the mountain tops.

تَقطَعُ الأَهوالَ نَحوي وَكانَت

عِندَنا سَلمى أُلوفَ الحِجالِ

It cuts through the terrors towards me, and was

For us a peace amongst the numerous wars.

كَم أَجازَت نَحوَنا مِن بِلادٍ

وَحشَةٍ قَتّالَةٍ لِلرِّجّالِ

How much it has crossed towards us from lands

Wild, murderous to men.