رَدَدنا الحَيَّ مِن أَسَدٍ بِضَربٍ

وَطَعنٍ يَترُكُ الأَبطالَ زورا

We drove the warriors back from the lion with blows

And stabs that leave even the bravest lying prone.

تَرَكنا مِنهُمُ سَبعينَ صَرعى

بِبُسيانٍ وَأَبرَأنا الصُدُرا

We left seventy of them lifeless on the ground

At Busyan, and we healed our own hearts' woes.