1. إِذا المَرءُ لَم يَدنس مِن اللُؤمِ عِرضَهُ

    فَكُلُّ رِداءٍ يَرتَديهِ جَميلُ

    If a man has not sullied his honor with baseness,

    Then every cloak he wears is fair.

  2. إِذا المَرءُ لَم يَحمِل عَلى النَّفسِ ضَيمَها

    فَلَيسَ إِلى حُسنِ الثَناءِ سَبيلُ

    If a man does not make his soul bear its hardship,

    Then there is no path to worthy praise.

  3. تُعيّرُنا أَنا قَليلٌ عَديدُنا

    فَقُلتُ لَها إِنَّ الكِرامَ قَليلُ

    She taunts us that our numbers are few,

    So I told her, "Indeed, the noble are few."

  4. وَما قَلَّ مَن كانَت بَقاياهُ مِثلنا

    شَبابٌ تَسامى لِلعُلا وَكُهولُ

    Nor are those few whose surviving members are like us:

    Young men aspiring to greatness, and mature men.

  5. وَما ضَرَّنا أَنّا قَليلٌ وَجارنا

    عَزيزٌ وَجارُ الأَكثرينَ ذليلُ

    It has not harmed us that we are few, while our neighbor

    Is honored, while the neighbor of the more numerous is abased.

  6. لَنا جَبَلٌ يَحتَلُّهُ مَن نُجيرُهُ

    مَنيعٌ يَرُدُّ الطرفَ وَهوَ كَليلُ

    We have a mountain inhabited by those we shelter,

    Impregnable, sending the gaze back weary.

  7. رَسا أَصلُهُ تَحتَ الثَرى وَسَما بِهِ

    إِلى النَجمِ فَرعٌ لا ينالُ طَويلُ

    Its base stands firm beneath the soil, and it is lifted

    To the stars by a towering peak beyond reach.

  8. وَإِنّا لَقَومٍ ما نَرى القَتلَ سُبَّةً

    إِذا ما رَأَتهُ عامِرٌ وَسَلولُ

    We are indeed a people who deem being killed no disgrace,

    Even when Amir and Salul deem it so.

  9. يُقَرِّبُ حُبُّ المَوتِ آجالَنا لَنا

    وَتَكرَهُهُ آجالُهُم فَتَطولُ

    Love of death brings our appointed ends nearer to us;

    Their lifespans detest it, and so grow long.

  10. وَما ماتَ مِنّا سَيِّدٌ حَتفَ أَنفِهِ

    وَلا طُلَّ مَنّا حَيثُ كانَ قَتيلُ

    No chief of ours has died a natural death,

    Nor has any slain man of ours gone unavenged, wherever he was.

  11. تَسيلُ عَلى حَدِّ الظُباتِ نُفوسُنا

    وَلَيسَت عَلى غَيرِ الظُباتِ تَسيلُ

    Our souls flow upon the edges of sword blades,

    And nowhere but upon blades do they flow.

  12. صَفَونا فَلَم نَكدر وَأَخلَصَ سِرَّنا

    إِناثٌ أَطابَت حَملَنا وَفُحولُ

    We were pure and never grew turbid; our essence was purified by

    Women who bore us well, and sires.

  13. عَلونا إِلى خَيرِ الظُهورِ وَحطَّنا

    لوَقتٍ إِلى خَيرِ البُطونِ نُزولُ

    We rose into the finest loins, then were brought down

    In due time into the finest wombs.

  14. فَنَحنُ كَماءِ المُزنِ ما في نِصابِنا

    كَهامٌ وَلا فينا يُعدُّ بَخيلُ

    We are like raincloud water: in our stock there is no

    Weakling, nor is anyone among us counted miserly.

  15. وَنُنكِرُ أَن شِئنا عَلى الناسِ قَولَهُم

    وَلا يُنكِرونَ القَولَ حينَ نَقولُ

    And, if we wish, we reject what people say,

    Yet they do not reject our words when we speak.

  16. إِذا سَيِّدٌ مِنّا خَلا قامَ سَيِّدٌ

    قَؤولٌ لِما قالَ الكِرامُ فُعولُ

    When a chief of ours passes away, another chief arises,

    Ever speaking what the noble have spoken, and ever acting.

  17. وَما أُخمِدَت نارٌ لَنا دونَ طارِقٍ

    وَلا ذَمَّنا في النازِلينَ نَزيلُ

    No fire of ours was ever quenched to turn away a night visitor,

    Nor has any guest among those lodging with us disparaged us.

  18. وَأَيّامُنا مَشهورَةٌ في عَدُوِّنا

    لَها غرَرٌ مَعلومَةٌ وَحُجولُ

    Our battle-days are renowned among our enemies;

    They bear well-known white blazes and white stockings.

  19. وَأَسيافُنا في كُلِّ غَربٍ وَمَشرِقٍ

    بِها مِن قِراعِ الدارِعينَ فلولُ

    And our swords, everywhere west and east,

    Bear notches from clashes with armored men.

  20. معوّدَةً أَلّا تُسَلَّ نِصالُها

    فَتُغمَدَ حَتّى يُستَباحَ قَبيلُ

    Accustomed, once their blades are drawn,

    Not to be sheathed until a tribe is overrun.

  21. سَلي إِن جَهِلت الناسَ عَنّا وَعَنهُمُ

    وَلَيسَ سَواءً عالمٌ وَجهولُ

    Ask the people, if you do not know, about us and them;

    One who knows and one who is ignorant are not equal.

  22. فَإِنَّ بَني الديّان قطبٌ لِقَومِهِم

    تَدورُ رَحاهُم حولهُم وَتَجولُ

    For the sons of al-Dayyan are the pivot of their people;

    Their millstone turns around them and revolves.