يا اِبنَ المَراغَةِ إِنَّما جارَيتَني
بِمُسَبَّقينَ لَدى الفَعالِ قِصارِ
O son of Maragha, you only attacked me
With those who precede the doer, the inadequate,
وَالحابِسينَ إِلى العَشِيِّ لِيَأخُذوا
نُزُحَ الرَكِيِّ وَدِمنَةَ الأَسآرِ
And those who lurk until evening to seize
The displacement of the rider and the tear of the captives
يا اِبنَ المَراغَةِ كَيفَ تَطلُبُ دارِماً
وَأَبوكَ بَينَ حِمارَةٍ وَحِمارِ
O son of Maragha, how can you seek refuge
While your father is between a donkey and a mule?
وَإِذا كِلابُ بَني المَراغَةِ رَبَّضَت
خَطَرَت وَرائي دارِمي وَجِماري
And when the dogs of the Maragha tribe settled down,
My house and neighbors were threatened.
هَل أَنتُمُ مُتَقَلِّدي أَرباقِكُم
بِفَوارِسِ الهَيجا وَلا الأَيسارِ
Are you wearing your necks
With the knights of Hayja, not the left side?
مِثلُ الكِلابِ تَبولُ فَوقَ أُنوفِها
يَلحَسنَ قاطِرَهُنَّ بِالأَسحارِ
Like dogs that urinate over their noses
And their leader licks them at dawn
لَن تُدرِكوا كَرَمي بِلُؤمِ أَبيكُمُ
وَأَوابِدي بِتَنَحُّلِ الأَشعارِ
You will not attain my generosity with the villainy of your father
And my glories with the fragmentation of poems
هَلّا غَداةَ حَسَبتُمُ أَعيارَكُم
بِجَدودَ وَالخَيلانِ في إِعصارِ
Why don’t you, next morning, count your spears
With resoluteness, horses in the storm
وَالحَوفَزانُ مُسَوِّمٌ أَفراسَهُ
وَالمُحصَناتُ حَواسِرُ الأَبكارِ
The stallions marked their steeds
And the fortified women are deprived of virginity
يَدعونَ زَيدَ مَناةَ إِذ وَلَّيتُمُ
لا يَتَّقينَ عَلى قَفاً بِخِمارِ
They call upon Zayd Manat when you retreated
They do not fear anyone wearing a veil
صَبَرَت بَنو سَعدٍ لَهُم بِرِماحِهِم
وَكَشَفتُمُ لَهُمُ عَنِ الأَدبارِ
The clan of Saad endured with their spears
And you exposed your backs to them
فَلَنَحنُ أَوثَقُ في صُدورِ نِسائِكُم
عِندَ الطِعانِ وَقُبَّةِ الجَبّارِ
So we are more confident in the breasts of your women
During battle, in the dome of the Conqueror
مِنكُم إِذا لَحِقَ الرُكوبُ كَأَنَّها
خِرَقُ الجَرادِ تَثورُ يَومَ غُبارِ
Than you, when riding meets up, it is as if
Locusts swarm on a dusty day
بِالمُردَفاتِ إِذا اِلتَقَينَ عَشِيَّةً
يَبكينَ خَلفَ أَواخِرِ الأَكوارِ
With the women behind, when they meet in the evening
They cry behind the rear of the caravans.
