Ask the long spears Safi Al din Al halli

Ask the high lance tips about our highness And let the shiny swords reveal our worthiness Ask Arabs and Turks about what we did in the land of Obaid-Ellah's grave. When we walk, we never lose determination nor face failure Remember the day of Zawraa' Iraq battle, when we conquered enemy the same way they used to conquer before We conquered them with horses kept only for war And young boys who heard our instructions carefully, and accepted every call of duty They are brute like Pharaohs as opponents And just like scales when they rule Sanity runs in their blood Except in war, they're the most insane When they claim right, the whole world confirms When they pray, fate says: Amen Those weak starlings when they gathered, thought they became falcons They thought our delay was of fear, they didn't know it was kind of humiliation Their pawns were hunted by our rooks If we let our boys, they would even hunt queens They've been always servile against our swords, Until they got chance to show their hidden hatred They even killed our people thinking they would escape punishment They attacked mosques and cleared them from our old men, so we raided them, and captured their bureaus We then celebrated victory with our cheering swords and dancing spears We had their blood staining our clothes, smelling better than musk What call for war was it! It was one of the decisive days in history, indeed. We are too noble to initiate wars, but if others do, it's an eye for an eye We are known for white deeds black days green lands red swords We never show weakness, even if we face death Once messages fail to make the enemy submit, We replace them quickly with swords When we run for glory we would definitely reach it Either the first ones or the second We fight destiny with our bare hands And be hostile to the days when they go against our will We push back crises with our own hands Either they come to us or we walk for them When the enemy charge their arrows on us, Our sole determination is enough to counter them Our determination penetrates the sky like shooting stars.. that used to burn devils Allah chose us carefully, his grants never mistake his worshippers And his generous rewards never end How many powerful enemies used to submit to us! They would go soft like snake Until they get chance to rebel Hiding bad intentions under their servile speech And serving us poisoned chalices We may take our eyes off their despicability But we are completely watchful and ready to punish..