بنت الكحيله مهــرتي

وخيالتي من كل اصيل

My filly is a daughter of al-Kuhaylah,

and my horsemen are all of noble stock.

ألقى عليها طربتي

بين المعنـق والشليل

Upon her I give my rapture free rein,

between the long-striding pace and the flying gallop.

صدر وقطاة فلوتي

العنـق والسـاق الطويـل

My filly’s chest and croup,

her neck and long legs—

وقع الحوافر نغمتي

وحـداتنا رجع الصهيل

the beat of her hooves is my melody,

and our riding chants echo the neighing.

أبوي وجدي قدوتي

لو ما لهـم عندي مثيل

My father and grandfather are my exemplars;

to me, they have no equal.

بالدين تفخر عزوتي

والرمح والسيف الصقيل

In faith my clan takes pride,

and in the spear and burnished sword.

ماكر حرار ديرتي

ما في هل العوجا ذليل

My homeland is the eyrie of noble falcons;

among the folk of al-Awja, none is abased.