فَوَيحَ اِبنِ أَكمَةَ ماذا يُريد

مِنَ المُرعَشِ الذاهِبِ الأَدرَدِ

Alas son of Akme what do you want

From the quivering coward who is turning tail?

فَأُقسِمُ لَو أَنَّ بي قُوَّةً

لَوَلَّت فَرائُصُهُ تُرعِدِ

I swear if I had any strength left

His fleeing ribs would quake in dread.

وَيا لَهفَ نَفسِيَ أَلّا تَكون

مَعي قَوَّةُ الشارِخِ الأَمرَدِ

Oh how I wish I had with me

The strength of the roaring mighty dragon.