وَنَحنُ جَلبنا مِن ضَرِيَّةَ خَيلَنا

نُكَلِّفُها حَدَّ الإِكامِ قَطائِطا

We brought our horses from Darriya

We pushed them hard, to their utmost

سِراعاً يَزِلُّ الماءُ عَن حَجَباتِها

نُكَلِّفُها غَولاً بَطيناً وَغائِطا

Swiftly trotting, water drips off their browbands

We pushed them through mud and marsh

يُحَتُّ يَبيسُ الماءِ عَن حَجَباتِها

وَيَشكونَ آثارَ السِياطِ خَوابِطا

Parched dry, water drips off their browbands

Their whips left stripes on their flanks

فَأَدركَهُم دونَ الهُيَيمَاءِ مُقصِراً

وَقَد كانَ شَأواً بالِغَ الجَهدِ باسِطا

He caught them before Hiyayma exhausted

Though he had striven with great effort

أَصَبنَ الطَريفَ وَالطَريفَ بنَ مالِكٍ

وَكانَ شِفاءً لَو أَصَبنَ المَلاقِطا

He got the best of Tarif and Tarif ibn Malik

It would have been a cure, had he caught the strays

إِذاً عَرَفوا ما قَدَّموا لِنُفوسِهِم

مِنَ الشَرِّ إِنَّ الشَرَّ مُردٍ أَراهِطا

Then they would know what they have brought upon themselves

Evil, for evil ever has kin

فَلَم أَرَ يَوماً كانَ أَكثَرَ باكِياً

وَأَكثَرَ مَغبوطاً يُجَلُّ وَغابِطاً

Never did I see a day where more wept

Or more were blest, exalted and humbled