أُقْسِمُ بِالجُرْدِ السَّراحِيبِ

وَالرُّمْحِ رَعّافَ الأَنابِيبِ

I swear by the smooth spears

And the spears with twisted spikes

لَأّلْبَسَنَّ اليَوْمَ حِرْباؤهُ

مِنْ شَمْسِهِ تَحتَ شَآبِيبِ

I will dress him today in his clothes

From his sun beneath clouds

أَطْوي على ظِلٍّ قَصيرِ الخُطا

مَناسِمَ العيسِ المَطارِيبِ

I fold over a short shadow

The soft blowing of the gentle breeze

وَأقْتَفي حِينَ أَرُومُ العُلا

آثارَ آبَاءٍ مَناجِيبِ

And I follow when I seek glory

The tracks of forefathers who confessed

وَكَيْفَ أَبْغيها وَفَقْدُ الغِنَى

يُذِلُّ أَعْناقَ المَصاعِيبِ

How can I seek it when lacking wealth

Humiliates the necks of victims

وَالعُسْرُ قَيْدُ المَرْءِ لكِنَّني

أَقْرَعُ للْمَجْدِ ظَنابِيبي

And hardship is man's shackle but I

Bang for glory my drums

أَمْشِي على ظَلْعِي إِلى شَأْوِهِ

تَعَجْرُفاً فِعْلَ الأَعارِيبِ

I walk with my pride to his glory

Arrogantly like the nomads’ deed