إِذا أَرعَدوا يَوماً لَنا بِوَعيدِهِم

عَلى النَأيِ أَبرَقنا لَهُم بِالصَوارِمِ

When they one day thunder at us with their threats

From afar we flash at them with the swords

وَيَوماً عَلى الأَهوازِ كانَت جِيادُهُ

تُوَدَّجُ في لَبّاتِها بِاللَهاذِمِ

And one day at Al-Ahwaz their steeds

Were buried in their skulls by the piercing blades

قَضى وَطَراً مِنها الحِمامُ وَما اِشتَفى

حُسامُكَ فيهِ مِن قِراعِ الجَماجِمِ

The pigeons had their fill of them but not

Your sword from the clashing of skulls