عِقابُ الهَجرِ أَعقَبَ لي الوِصالاً

وَصِدقُ الصَبرِ أَظهَرَ لي المُحالا

The pangs of separation have brought me union

And the truth of patience has shown me the impossible

وَلَولا حُبُّ عَبلَةَ في فُؤادي

مُقيمٌ ما رَعَيتُ لَهُم جِمالا

Were it not for the love of Abla in my heart

I would not have tended to their beauty

عَتَبتُ الدَهرَ كَيفَ يُذِلَّ مِثلي

وَلي عَزمٌ أَقُدُّ بِهِ الجِبالا

I blamed fate, how could it humiliate one like me

When I have a resolve with which I can move mountains

أَنا الرَجُلُ الَّذي خُبِّرتَ عَنهُ

وَقَد عايَنتَ مِن خَبري الفِعالا

I am the man you have heard about

And you have already seen my deeds

غَداةَ أَتَت بَنو طَيٍّ وَكَلبٍ

تَهُزُّ بِكَفِّها السُمرَ الطِوالا

The morning the tribes of Tayy and Kalb came

Brandishing spears with their hands

بِجَيشٍ كُلَّما لاحَظتُ فيهِ

حَسِبتُ الأَرضَ قَد مُلِأَت رِجالا

With an army, whenever I looked in it

I thought the land was filled with men

وَداسوا أَرضَنا بِمُضَمَّراتٍ

فَكانَ صَهيلُها قيلاً وَقالا

They trampled our land with treachery

So that the neighing of their horses was gossip and words

تَوَلَّوا جُفَّلاً مِنّا حَيارى

وَفاتوا الظُعنَ مِنهُم وَالرِحالا

They turned away from us confused

Missing thrusts and stirrups from them

وَما حَمَلَت ذَوُو الأَنسابِ ضَيماً

وَلا سَمِعَت لِداعيها مَقالا

The highborn did not bear injustice

Nor did their supplications hear any words

وَما رَدُّ الأَعِنَّةِ غَيرُ عَبدٍ

وَنارُ الحَربِ تَشتَعِلُ اِشتِعالا

Only the protection of the helpless is Abdel

And the fire of war rages furiously

بِطَعنٍ تُرعَدُ الأَبطالُ مِنهُ

لِشِدَّتِهِ فَتَجتَنِبُ القِتالا

With a thrust that makes stalwarts tremble

So they avoid fighting

صَدَمتُ الجَيشَ حَتّى كُلَّ مُهري

وَعُدتُ فَما وَجَدتُ لَهُم ظِلالا

I charged the army until every skilled one

And returned to find no shade for them

وَراحَت خَيلُهُم مِن وَجهِ سَيفي

خِفافاً بَعدَما كانَت ثِقالا

Their horses fled before my sword

Lightly after they had been heavy

تَدوسُ عَلى الفَوارِسِ وَهيَ تَعدو

وَقَد أَخَذَت جَماجِمَهُم نِعالا

Trampling on the horsemen as they galloped

Taking their skulls as shoes

وَكَم بَطَلٍ تَرَكتُ بِها طَريحاً

يُحَرِّكُ بَعدَ يُمناهُ الشِمالا

And how many champions I felled

Who stir their left side after their right

وَخَلَّصتُ العَذارى وَالغَواني

وَما أَبقَيتُ مَع أَحَدٍ عِقالا

I saved the virgins and the singing girls

And did not leave anyone shackled