1. The piety of our Lord is the best supererogation
By the permission of Allah, I take my time or hurry

2. I praise Allah so He has no equal
In His hands is all good, He does whatever He wills

3. Whoever He guides to the paths of good finds guidance
With a blissful life, and whoever He wills He leads astray

4. To soft, pliant darkness
Like the foolish chatter of the Abyssinians

5. I have crossed over and beneath me a small bridge
A tight passage with ankles like a twist

6. That makes the forelegs stumble not seen by it
The shank when shade thrives

7. It hits the viper when it hisses
With a startling start, my blood turned dark

8. When I move my pole it ignites
Or an enemy approaches me after being ripped

9. With hooks, so the points of ropes
And pigs, so the edges of cords

10. Traveling the journey on them a rider
Tying the mount on each dune

11. Taking the horse as a partner in the journey
A select remainder besides decline

12. Be reasonable if you are ever reasonable
And indeed whoever uses reason succeeds

13. If you see my head has turned white
Grey hair prevails over it so it sparked

14. I have become blind arguing with opponents
And I fill my eyelids from the fat of hills

15. And indeed I thank when my neighbor departed
Thanks are the best horses

16. And a boy his mother sent
With messages so we gave what he asked

17. Or she forbade him so his sustenance came to him
He had his fill on a windy rainy night

18. Of kebab not from a visitor
In the hands of every roaming hotel guest

19. So if you owe a debt then pay it
For the man pays back not the camel

20. Travel the she-camel according to her pace
Success belongs only to the workers

21. And if you intend to travel then set out
And obey the command of laziness takes you captive

22. And challenge yourself if you speak to it
For believing oneself diminishes hopes

23. Except do not lie to it about piety
And defeat it with righteousness for God the Greatest

24. And control the night when the journey is long
And darkness overwhelms after fury and it calms

25. The helpless one is afraid of his loudness
He claims in an abode and rest stop

26. The sun declines when it rises
So when night attends it weakens

27. A friend of dusk his worry
However he wants over periods he travels

28. Generous from the first fruits of mortals
Extending the cloak, verified the cheap

29. He said sing to us for the journey has been long
And we were destined, if fate betrayed inattentive

30. Fearing the ground with a loud echo
Ribs under armor that melted

31. So when he finished singing to the point of his song
With the hints of dawn, the first

32. Feeling the remains in his house
With his hands like the praying Jew

33. We disagree about what I told him
And he hears my words lively

34. We arrived before the horse dealer of Katta
My stop includes moistening the streams

35. A dusty old man not accustomed
To company after a year that finished

36. We spilled for them both in a circle
Sprinkles around its outskirts wetness

37. Firm on its poles all the winds and paths rubbed it
Water evaded them we did not allow it

38. We only allow those hoping for camels in heat
Then we moved them on in departure

39. Going worries boiling
Steps with good tidings and rejoices

40. We went and succeeded smiling
A place that is asked what did he do

41. My companions all know
My patience and carrying with swords

42. Tying the mount on their front line
I turn gravity with correct and straight

43. I start my day and no friend misses me
Except the long, the long-necked camels

44. Hitting the face, severe his beauty
Lucky the mover, intertwined the wrist

45. The loud voiced, howling when
The living quarter bleats from invading they shouted

46. Repelling the muscle, it competes with its shadow
With swift as the harvested spears

47. Its foam rises over it as
It flows from the back of al-Safa the water of al-Walashal

48. Its curved nose hanging down as if I own it, being Sudanese
Abyssinian, I hate it changed

49. It sinks the fox in its splendor
Hitting the leather bag not in vain

50. From the females of the searcher if I lead them
Or head of the battalions the first

51. Touching the smooth openly in dew
From the yards of gardens and foot

52. So it is thin, sagging, cinderblock
Chasing the abdomen when running molds

53. I tricked him returning
On the ground the childhood of youth

54. I threatened him again
He protects me with some interlaced pattern

55. I did not say except to him or about
An observatory overlooking the mountain tops

56. With me a guard from Ja’far
Each day testing whatever in the rivers

57. And a tribe from Uqail truthful
As lions between hidden and tangled scrub

58. Whenever a truthful scream wells up
They milk it, it has bells and rope

59. Snub-nosed camel covered with featherless arrows
Monkey-like and liquefied like onions

60. The pagan strengthens its flaws
Forcing to accept when compelled

61. Everyday they denied their pregnant she-camels
And pompous female servants like the Aramaic scripts

62. They went forth when Qais said go forth
And keep glory with the edges of chains

63. Between dancing and truthful charging
Then determination if defeat pulls back

64. We raided Murad in an excellent raid
An echo joining them to the ruins

65. The night of al-Urqub when it covered
Ja'far is called and clan of Ibn Shakal

66. Then we blessed their chief
After the highlands appeared and shone

67. A narrow position I relieved
With my position, tongue, and reasoning

68. If the elephant stands or even its caretaker
Declined from the likes of my position and burdens

69. With al-Nu’man I have an abode
Between the horizons of Faathur then Duhal

70. When ‘Amir called me to help her
The tongues met like the buckets at the well

71. I shot the people with an accurate throw
It’s not weakly tossed or violently thrown

72. Markings over it triumphant standing
Slaughtering the watchtowers from them and doe

73. They turned away sullen their walk
Like the nature of ostriches desired the mud

74. When will I die and not care about it
My separation from life makes me happy now

75. From a life whose length we have tired from
A long lifetime deserves to finish

76. I see Arbad has parted from me
A sublime grace from the people of gifts

77. Smooth agreeing with his enemies
Sweet as honey to the lowly

78. In villages the chiefs of his people
Fate looked upon them and implored

79. My brother if they drink from their goodness
And father of al-Hazzaz from the people of extra

80. Frightening lightning he panicked it
A riser rising like one ripped

81. Addicted he appears on the edges of paths
Disturbing the market with rotten carrion

82. So if they are destroyed I won’t care about them
My isolation from life makes me happy now

83. From a life whose length has tired us
A long lifetime deserves to finish