يا عَمرو وَيحَكَ قَد أَتا

كَ مُجيبُ صَوتِكَ غَيرُ عاجِزِ

O Amro, woe to you, the one responding to your call has come

O 'Amr, woe to you! There has surely come to you

Not helpless, with intention and insight

The one who answers your challenge, neither weak nor incapable,

ذو نَيَّةٍ وَبَصيرَةٍ

وَالصِدقُ مَنجي كُلَّ فائِزِ

And sincerity saves every winner

A man of resolve and keen insight,

I hope to spare you the wailing of mourners

For truthfulness is the salvation of every victor.

إِنّي لأَرجو أَن أُقي

مَ عَلَيكَ نائِحَةَ الجَنائِزِ

With a shiny strike whose reputation remains with the shaky ones

I truly hope that I shall soon invoke

The wailing women of funerals to mourn over you,

مِن ضَربَةٍ نَجلاءَ يَب

قى صِيتُها عِندَ الهَزاهِزِ

From a gaping wound, the renown of which shall last,

Resounding through the tumult of future wars.