إِذا ما اِقتَحَمتَ الوَغى دارِعاً

وَقَنَّعتَ وَجهَكَ بالمِغفَرِ

When you charge into the fray fully armored

And shield your face with forgiveness,

حَسِبنا مُحَيّاكَ شَمسَ الضُحى

عَلَيها سَحابٌ مِن العَنبَرِ

It is enough for us that your face is the morning sun

Veiled behind clouds of ambergris.