إِنَّ الأُسودَ أَسودُ الغابِ هِمَّتُها

إِنَّ الأُسودَ أَسودُ الغابِ هِمَّتُها

يَومَ الكَريهَةِ في المَسلوبِ لا السَلَبِ

يَومَ الكَريهَةِ في المَسلوبِ لا السَلَبِ

Indeed, the lions—the lions of the forest—set their sights

In the wilderness the lions are blackest in mood

Indeed, the lions—the lions of the thicket—fix their ambition

On the day of battle, on the foe despoiled, not on the spoils.

When the day is most hateful, despoiling, not despoiled

On the day of battle, upon the despoiled foe, not the spoils.