وَفَدَت أُمّي وَما قَد وَلَدَت

وَفَدَت أُمّي وَما قَد وَلَدَت

غَيرَ مَفقودٍ فَضالَ بنَ كَلَد

غَيرَ مَفقودٍ فَضالَ بنَ كَلَد

And may my mother and all she has borne be a ransom for

My mother has offered me as ransom

Faḍāl son of Kalad—may he never be lost!

For none other than Fadhal son of Kalad

يَحمِلُ الوِردَ عَلى أَدبارِهِم

يَحمِلُ الوِردَ عَلى أَدبارِهِم

كُلَّما أَدرَكَ بِالسَيفِ جَلَد

كُلَّما أَدرَكَ بِالسَيفِ جَلَد

He drives the troop back on their heels;

Bearing roses on their backs

whenever he overtakes them, he strikes with the sword.

Whenever his sword reaches a brave one