
وَلَقَدْ ذَكَرْتُكِ وَالرِّمَاحُ نَوَاهِلٌ مِنِّي وَبِيضُ الهِنْدِ تَقْطُرُ مِنْ دَمِي
I remembered you as the spears were thrust upon me And my blood was dripping from the gleaming Indian swords
وَلَقَدْ ذَكَرْتُكِ وَالرِّمَاحُ نَوَاهِلٌ
مِنِّي وَبِيضُ الهِنْدِ تَقْطُرُ مِنْ دَمِي
فَوَدَدْتُ تَقْبيلَ السُّيوفِ لأَنَّها
لَمَعَتْ كَبَارِقِ ثَغْرِكِ المُتَبَسِّمِ