نَصَبتُم لَهُ قِدراً فَلَمّا غَلَت لَكُم

تَحَسَّيتُموها حينَ شَبَّ وَقودُها

You set a cauldron for him, but when its contents boiled over for you

You found it hot when its firewood flared up

ضَرَبنا رُؤوسَ الموقِديها وَكَبشَها

بِهِندِيَّةٍ يَفري الحَديدَ حَديدُها

We struck the heads of its stokers and its ram

With an Indian sword whose iron cuts through iron

جُنودٌ لِدينِ اللَهِ تَضرِبُ مَن طَغى

وَمَسلَمَةُ السَيفِ الحُسامُ يَقودُها

Soldiers for the religion of God who strike those who transgressed

And the drawn sword of Islam leads them

أَبوهُ اِبنُ أَوتادِ الخِلافَةِ وَالَّذي

بِهِ لِقُرَيشٍ كانَ تَجري سُعودُها

His father the pillar of the Caliphate, by whom

Quraysh’s good fortune flowed

تَرى صَدَأَ الماذِيِّ فَوقَ جُلودِهِم

وَفي السِلمِ أَملاكٌ رِقاقٌ يَرودُها

You see the rust on their bodies

And in chains, slaves they subdue

أَبى لِبَني مَروانَ إِلّا عُلُوُّهُم

إِذا ما اِلتَقَت حُمرُ المَنايا وَسودُها

Only the supremacy of the Marwanids he refused

When the red of death meets its blackness

أَبارَ بِكُم عَن دينِهِ كُلَّ ناكِثٍ

كَما الأُمَمُ الأولى أُبيرَت ثَمودُها

He has severed every betrayer from his religion

As the ancient nations, their Thamud, were severed

أَرى الدينَ وَالدُنيا بِكُم جُمِعا لَكُم

إِذا اِجتَمَعَت لِلعامِلينَ جُدودُها

I see that religion and worldly gain are combined for you

When the endeavors of the workers combine their harvests

أَرى كُلَّ أَرضٍ كانَ صَعباً طَريقُها

أُذِلَّ لَكُم بِالمَشرَفِيِّ كَؤودُها

I see every difficult land’s route

Humbled for you by Al-Mushrifi as its thighs