وَوَاللَهِ لا تَنفَكُّ مِنّا كَتائِبٌ

بِكُلِّ كَمِيٍّ باسِلِ النَفسِ دارِعِ

By God, battalions will never cease from us,

With every brave, stout-hearted warrior,

عَرانينُ أَبطالٌ لُيوثٌ أَعِزَّةٌ

يَضيقُ بِهِم ما بَينَ سَلعٍ وَفارِعِ

Valiant heroes, fierce lions, honored ones,

They crowd the region between Sal' and Fari'.

كَتائِبُهُم تَردي بِكُلِّ سَمَيدَعٍ

أَخي ثِقَةٍ في الحَربِ أَروَعَ بارِعِ

Their battalions pour down on every Samiyda',

O brother of proven valor in war, most skilled.

إِذا شَمَّرَت حَربٌ عَوانٌ سَمَوا لَها

بِكُلِّ رُدَينِيٍّ وَأَسمَرَ قارِعِ

When war bares its fangs, they rise to meet it

With every strong-armed and dark-skinned warrior.

مَعاقِلُهُم يَومَ الوَغى كُلُّ سابِحٍ

وَأَبيَضَ مَفتوقِ الغِرارَينِ قاطِعِ

Their fortresses on the day of turmoil are every swimmer

And white blade that severs necks.