1. إِذا غَارَ عَزْمي في البِلادِ وَأَنْجَدا

    فَإِنَّ قُصَارَى السَّعْي أَنْ أَبْلُغَ المَدَى

    When my resolve ranges through the lands, through lowland and highland,

    the utmost aim of my striving is to reach the furthest bound.

  2. وَلِلْغَايَةِ القُصْوَى سَمَتْ بِيَ هِمَّتي

    فَلا بُدَّ مِنْ نَيْلي المَعالي أَو الرَّدَى

    Toward the most distant goals my aspiration has borne me aloft;

    I must attain the heights—or meet my death.

  3. لَأَدَّرِعَنَّ النَّقْعَ وَالسَّيْفُ يُنْتَضَى

    لُجَيْناً وَنُؤويهِ إِلى الغِمْدِ عَسْجَدا

    I shall don battle-dust as armor while the sword is drawn

    as silver, then return it to its scabbard as gold—

  4. بِجُرْدٍ يُجاذِبْنَ الأَعِنَّةَ أَيْدِيَاً

    لَبيقَاتِ أَطْرِافِ الأَنامِلِ بِالندى

    astride sleek steeds that wrest the reins from hands

    deft to their very fingertips in largesse.

  5. إِذا هُنَّ نَبَّهْنَ الثَّرَى مِن رُقادِهِ

    ذَرَرْنَ بهِ في مُقْلَةِ النَّجْمِ إِثْمِدَا

    When those steeds rouse the earth from its slumber,

    they scatter it into the star’s eye like antimony-kohl,

  6. وَشَعَّثْنَ أَعْرافَ الصَّباحِ بِهَبْوَةٍ

    يُطالِعْنَ مِنْها نَاظِرَ الشَّمْسِ أَرْمَدا

    and with a cloud of dust dishevel the mane of dawn,

    peering through it upon the sun’s eye, bleared and sore.

  7. فَلَسْتُ ابْنَ مَنْ سَادَ الأَنَامَ وَقادَهُمْ

    لَئِنْ لَمْ أُرَوِّ الرُّمْحَ مِنْ ثُغَرِ العِدَا

    I am no son of him who ruled mankind and led them

    if I do not give my spear its drink from the mouths of the foe.