فَإِنَّ لِلحَربِ عُراماً شَزرا

إِنَّ عَلَيها سائِقاً عَشَنزَرا

For truly, war possesses a vehemence and a hostile glare,

And set over it is a driver, harsh and unyielding,

يَنصِفُ مَن أَحجَمَ وَتَنَمَّرا

عَلى نَواحيها مَزَجّاً زَمجَرا

Who disciplines alike the one who recoils and the one who snarls,

Patrolling its flanks with a goad, roaring aloud,

إِذا وَنَينَ ساعَةً تَغَشمَرا

If they flag for but a moment, he compels them with reckless tyranny.