1. أَلا أَيُّها الباغي البرازَ تَقَرَّبَن

    أَساقيكَ بِالطَعنِ الغدافَ المُقَشَّبا

    Hear now, you who seek single combat: come closer!

    With spear-thrusts I will share the dark, poisoned draught with you.

  2. فَأَيُّ فَتى في الحَربِ وَالمَوتُ سيبُهُ

    عَلى شارِبيهِ فَاِسقِني مِنهُ وَاِشرَبا

    So what a young warrior in battle, with death his bounty

    to those who drink it! Pour me some of it, and drink.

  3. وَدونَكها نَجلاءَ يَنضَحُ فَرعُها

    نَجيعاً دَماً مِن داخِلِ الجَوفِ مُثغَبا

    And take this gaping wound, its upper edge spurting

    fresh blood, poured out from deep within the belly.

  4. حَباكَ بِها مَن لا يُصَرَّدُ كَأَسُهُ

    إِذا ما سَقاها مَن إِلى المَوتِ ثَوَّبا

    One whose cup is never stinted has bestowed it on you,

    when he serves it to one who sounds the call to death.

  5. أَخو غَمَراتٍ لا يُرَوَّعُ جَأشهُ

    إِذا المَوتُ بِالمَوتِ اِرتَدى وَتَعَصبا

    A man of perils, whose heart is never daunted,

    when death robes itself in death and wraps its head in it.

  6. يُباشِرُ في الحَربِ السُيوفَ وَلا يَرى

    لِمَن لَم يُباشِرها مِنَ المَوتِ مَهرَبا

    He faces swords in battle, and sees no

    escape from death for those who have not faced them.

  7. أَغَرُّ نَماهُ مازِنٌ بِفِعالِهِ

    وَكانَ نَجيبَ الأُمَّهاتِ فَأَنجَبا

    Illustrious—Mazin raised him through his deeds,

    and he was his mothers' noble offspring, and himself begot noble offspring.