وَجَدنا أَبا الجَبّارِ ضَبّاً مُوَرَّشاً

لَهُ في الصَفاةِ بُرثُنٌ وَمَعاوِلُ

We found Abu Al-Jabbar armed to the teeth,

With hoes and pickaxes on Saffah's hill.

لَهُ كُديَةٌ أَعيَت عَلى كُلِّ قابِضٍ

وَلَو كانَ مِنهُم حارِشانِ وَحابِلُ

He has a bow that has wearied every puller,

Even if they were Harith and Habal.

ظَلِلتُ أُراعي الشَمسَ لَولا مَلالَتي

تَزَلَّعَ جِلدي عِندَهُ وَهوَ قائِلُ

I would challenge the sun but for my weariness,

My skin chafed as he spoke.