يا خير من سار في سرجٍ وصار بكور

يا خير من سار في سرجٍ وصار بكور

وعسجدٍ قد تعالى أن يضاع بكور

وعسجدٍ قد تعالى أن يضاع بكور

O best of those who rode in a horse’s saddle and journeyed on a camel’s saddle!

O best of those who rode at dawn in procession

And gold too exalted to be wasted in a furnace!

And a litter which refused to be set alongside the best

لم نلقَ في الخلق مثلك فارس مذكور

لم نلقَ في الخلق مثلك فارس مذكور

حاضت بكفيهِ بيض الهند وهي بكور

حاضت بكفيهِ بيض الهند وهي بكور

We have not met among humankind a renowned horseman like you.

We have not met in creation your equal, famed horseman

The gleaming swords of India menstruated in his two hands, though they were virgins.

The white pearls of India stream through his hands at daybreak