لَعَمري لَقَد سَلَّت حَنيفَةُ سَلَّةً

سُيوفاً أَبَت يَومَ الوَغى أَن تُعَيَّرا

By my life, verily Hanifa has forged a sword

Swords that refused to be shamed on the day of battle

سُيوفاً بِها كانَت حَنيفَةُ تَبتَني

مَكارِمَ أَيّامٍ تُشيبُ الحَزَوَّرا

Swords with which Hanifa was striking

The noble deeds of days that turn young men gray

بِهِنَّ لَقوا بِالعَرضِ أَصحابَ خالِدٍ

وَلَو كانَ غَيرَ الحَقِّ لاقوا لَأُنكِرا

With them they met those who slandered Khalid

And had it been other than the truth, they would have denied it

أَرَينَ الحَرورِيِّينَ يَومَ لَقيتَهُم

بِبُرقانَ يَوماً يَقلِبُ الجَونَ أَشقَرا

Did you see the Kharijites the day you met them

At Burqan, a day that turns the expanse yellow

فَأَبدَت بِبُرقانَ السُيوفُ وَبِالقَنا

مِنَ النُصحِ لِلإِسلامِ ما كانَ مُضمَرا

So the swords shone at Burqan and the spears

Showed sincerely the devotion to Islam that was kept hidden

جَعَلنَ لِمَسعودٍ وَزَينَبَ أُختِهِ

رِداءً وَجِلباباً مِنَ المَوتِ أَحمَرا

They made for Mas'ud and his sister Zainab

A cloak and gown of red death

فَما شيمَ مِن سَيفٍ بِقائِمِ نَصلِهِ

يَدٌ مِن لُجَيمٍ أَو يُفَلَّ وَيُكسَرا

No shame to a sword with its erect blade

If a hand of Lujaym should waver and break

هُمُ نَزَلوا دارَ الحِفاظَ حَفيظَةً

وَهُم يَمنَعونَ التَمرَ مِمَّن تَمَضَّرا

They came down to the Abode of the Protectors, protectively

As they prevented dates for those who were ripening

فَلَولا رِجالٌ مِن حَنيفَةَ جالَدوا

بِبُرقانَ أَمسى كاهِلُ الدينِ أَزوَرا

Were it not for the men of Hanifa who fought

With Burqan, the shoulder of religion would have grown frail

فِدىً لَهُمُ حَيّا نِزارٍ كِلاهُما

إِذا المَوتُ بِالمَوتِ اِرتَدى وَتَأَزَّرا

A ransom for them while alive and in death

When death dons death and is adorned

لَيالي لُجَيمٌ بِالذَراةِ وَأَيَّنا

يُلاقوا يَكونوا في الوَقائِعِ أَذكَرا

Nights of Lujaym at Dhara and which of us

Will face them and be the most prudent in the fray