1. يا اِبنَ الرِماحِ وَالظُبا

    وَاِبنَ السَماحِ وَالحِبا

    O son of spears and sword blades,

    And son of generosity and gifts,

  2. إِلى مَتى تَمطُلُني

    قَد بَلَغَ السَيلُ الزُبى

    How long will you put me off?

    The flood has already reached the high ground.