1. Her lightning flash reminds me of al-Ghuwair's
Tent pegs and the smiling face of al-Thagheer

2. And it revives me when every meadow opens up
With the scent of Zuhayr on her cheek

3. And I embraced the branches for her smoothness
When she appeared, awakening desire at dawn

4. Oh branches for her, keep bending
And O saddle, be gentle with the short-haired camel

5. By my soul among the Bedouin girls is virtue
Love has refused me anything but chastity

6. I asked to meet her, and she said "Who is it
Who saw Raim al-Falah with al-Hadheer?"

7. So patience in the desert has made my poetry fade
And my heart lost in love for Bayt al-Sha'eer

8. And saying about whom my heart spent the night
I see it fluttering from you like a bird

9. The sweetest love is in the people of the land
The most passionate love in the cheek's apples

10. The sweetest living is when you feel a tent pole
And you sing the praises of the cook