أَخالِدُ لَولا الدينُ لَم تُعطَ طاعَةً
وَلَولا بَنو مَروانَ لَم توثِقوا نَصرا
O Khalid, but for the Faith, no obedience would be given you;
and but for the sons of Marwan, you all would never have secured a victory.
إِذاً لَوَجَدتُم دونَ شَدِّ وِثاقَهُ
بَني الحَربِ لا كُشفَ اللِقاءِ وَلا ضُجرا
Then, had I not drawn its bonds tight, you would have found
the sons of war neither exposed in the clash nor fainthearted—
مَصاليتَ أَبطالاً إِذا الحَربُ شَمَّرَت
مَرَوها بِأَطرافِ القَنا دُرَراً غُزرا
fierce champions, heroes, whenever war tucked up her skirts,
who milked her with spearpoints, yielding pearls in copious streams.
أَلا يا بَني مَروانَ مِثلُ بَلائِنا
إِذا لَم يُصِب مَن كانَ يُنعِمُهُ شُكرا
Take heed, sons of Marwan: service such as ours,
if it wins no gratitude from those it benefits,
جَديرٌ لِأَن يُنسى إِذا ما دَعَوتُمُ
وَيورِثَ في صَدرِ المُعيدِ لَهُ غُمرا
deserves to be forgotten whenever you summon us,
and to breed deep rancor in the breast of whoever renders it again.
أَفي الحَقِّ أَنّا لا تَزالُ كَتيبَةٌ
نِطاعِنُها حَتّى تَدينَ لَكُم قَسرا
Is it right that there should always be some battalion
for us to trade spear-thrusts with until it submits to you by force?
وَإِلّا تَناهَوا تَخطِرِ الخَيلِ بِالقَنا
وَنَدعُ تَميماً ثُمَّ لا نَطَّلِب عُذرا
If you do not desist, the horses will prance with lances,
and we shall summon Tamim; then we shall make no excuse
إِلَيكُم وَتَلقونا بَني كُلِّ حُرَّةٍ
وَفَت ثُمَّ أَدَّت لا قَليلاً وَلا وَعرا
to you—and you will meet us, sons of every freeborn woman
who carried to term, then bore no puny or ignoble son.
وَإِنّا لَقَتّالو المُلوكِ إِذا اِغتَدَوا
عَلانِيَةَ الهَيجا وَلا نُحسِنُ العُذرا
Indeed, we are slayers of kings when they set out at dawn,
openly into battle; excuses are no skill of ours.
لَقَد أَصبَحَ الأَخماسُ يَخشَونَ دَرأَنا
وَنُمسي وَما نَخشى وَلَو أَجمَعوا أَمرا
Already the five tribal divisions have come to fear our power to repel,
while evening finds us fearing nothing, though they resolve together on a plan.
أَلا أَيُّهاذا السائِلي عَن أَرومَتي
أَجِدَّكَ لَم تَعرِف فَتُبصِرَهُ الفَجرا
Now then, you there who ask about my lineage:
do I truly find you ignorant of it? Then behold it at dawn,
إِذا خَطَرَت حَولي الرَبابُ وَمالُكٌ
وَعَمروٌ وَسَعدُ الخَيرِ بِخبِخ بِذا فَخرا
when al-Ribab and Malik stride proudly around me,
and ʿAmr and Saʿd al-Khayr—bravo, bravo for such glory!
Sol 5.6