وَفِتيانِ صِدقٍ حِسانِ الوُجو

هِ لا يَجِدونَ لِشَيءٍ أَلَم

And youths of truthfulness, beautiful faces

Who find no pain in anything

مِن آلِ المُغيرَةِ لا يَشهَدو

نَ عِندَ المَجازِرِ لَحمَ الوَضَم

Of the family of Mughira they do not attend

At the place of slaughter the flesh of the fattened animals