1. Can you deny knowing this abode, or are you familiar with it?
No, but familiarity - so tears are pouring down.

2. It rains just as brooks of Shuaib overflowed,
Ferociously with the clinking of the saddlebags, or mutually bumping.

3. With battered camel saddles, it changed its shape.
Encampments passed by after us as well as meadows.

4. I was burdened with it, not out of love for those who were before it,
And every lover inevitably becomes intimate.

5. Since people are just people, and countries are deceptive,
And since the mother of Ammar is a doubling friend.

6. And since we - if one came in cordiality - are pleased,
And if one was hostile, we oppose.

7. When the coquetries of love caused disputes between us,
Our conciliation returned, and feelings came back.

8. And everything the soul speaks of unless I meet it,
Are empty words, and of what it tells you subtleties.

9. And I indeed leave the maiden’s bed for her,
And abandon the house frequently while the heart is intimate.

10. Fearing depravity, or scared that it would lead me,
To destruction I would be hurled into or precipitates.

11. And indeed in my chest lives a man,
Who, if we disputed speech, is knowledgeable.

12. I remembered her in a way that it was as if,
A man was afflicted in his eyes by a roving glance.

13. And your eyes have not seen the likes of a flock I saw,
Which came out to us from the lane of Ibn Waqif.

14. They came out with the necks of mountain cows and eyes of,
A rutting camel; with them the riders swayed.

15. They appeared between Bhakar the charming,
And Awan like a splitting cloud.

16. They came out to us neither covered in a storm,
Nor the confusion of armored skirts.

17. Bedewed with duskiness as if their noses,
Were carrots when displayed bending branches.

18. They revealed cheeks over cheeks and turned away,
Cheeks while the dangling earrings swayed.

19. They walked proudly, their thighs as if,
They were, from the bodies, the thighs of musicians with waving robes.

20. Upon them were ornamentations made from the city,
Necklaces like pythons’ necks and fluttering pennants.

21. When their feet were uncovered as they walked proudly,
Their anklets rang and the sleigh bells jingled.

22. Swaying with heavy ankles, shanks,
Thighs, and legs which their garments covered.

23. And they interrupted the words’ middles charmingly,
As the cold north wind disturbed the water noisily.

24. And you brought me close until you made me,
Near the waist or closer; it startled the timid one.

25. So if you wish - by Allah - I shall leave, and indeed,
I am afraid after this to not see you again.

26. She saw my arm was strong, and beneath his clothes,
Were scars whose edges bled and scabbed.

27. And the mother of the two boys was appalled when she saw,
A captive - his legs had injuries from fetters.

28. So if you deny the voice of iron and a gait,
Then I know what Allah will bring - I am aware.

29. And if you went back in fear, then I
Fear Allah, the Sultan, and sin - quivering.

30. And the mother of the two boys claimed that I,
Comforted my heart and anxieties overwhelmed me.

31. And the mother of the two boys knew that I
Am patient with what calamities reproached me.

32. And I am affectionate when asked who is the gallant one,
And none would be but the good of the people - merciful.

33. I am about to turn the people to the people for she,
Who fears the death and the wicked who differ.

34. And I hope for the man - I know his faults -
And overlook things in which are precipitations.

35. So do not wonder, mother of the two boys, you may see,
In us fortune, and fate has in it storms.

36. Perhaps secure in our war, what may afflict him,
Are the consequences of days, and the fearful may find safety.

37. Then those who exult over us today will cry,
And tell us fortunes are fickle.

38. And if the matter is other than that, then I
Am content with Allah’s decree - knowledgeable of the truth.

39. And when the gallant overlooks his vineyard,
He is gentle to the vineyard - an adjacent neighbor.

40. And some people blow on me their magic,
And a feast as the violent winds blow.

41. And I lowered my gaze like the valiant, and I
Am a flame next to passions and a sharp co-striker.

42. And Dawiyya - from its plains to its waters,
A five day journey with precipices between.

43. Dunes from Al-Mawma’ah whose backs are distant from each other,
Far apart, losing its way while the mirages play.

44. The guide wanders confused in it and its traveling party is ambushed,
By curves where they curve.

45. Emigrants - if meat was roasted because of them,
The innards of the cooking pot would be cooked from their heat.

46. You see the faces of youths in it as if they are,
Dirhams - some of which are valid and others counterfeit.

47. The traveling party of the desert takes shade in it as if it,
From the heat, is feverish with inflamed nostrils panting.

48. When people come to it, the Jinn cry out in it and spirits,
The guide takes shade in it turning his glance,

49. From fright invoking his craving while standing still.
I crossed it with she-camels whose saddlebags betrayed them,

50. So it humbled the valleys while the eyes overflowed.
I controlled traveling at night until its saddlebags cracked,

51. And its howdahs slipped as the wrappers were not advanced.
And until its rear met its van,

52. If the rear is not helped by replacements.
Travel denied it all those of little worth,

53. So there remained only the lofty unsoiled she-camels.
Of a he-goat or smooth rock behind its boulder,

54. It has an ibex like an ornamented camel saddle.
With me is a friend who will not complain of a companion wronging him,

55. Nor of the mixed company that gathered them.
Caravanners - when called upon lions, guides - when lost,

56. The speculations missed them.
When the guided was told enjoy yourself and your peer,

57. But he could not and the petitioner left.
They saw a partnership in them - a rightful claim - and tasked,

58. The owners of remnants with what the destitute ate.
Owners of resting camels who stomped angrily,

59. When the bowstrings were taut and short strings hummed.
So they delivered necessities and fulfilled a need,

60. While in life we have needs and duties.
Excellent is the man - not bidding farewell to one destroyed,

61. Nor lying - Abu Sulaiman the merciful.
To his worldly neighbor and hostile foreigners,

62. When the peak journeys and it is humpbacked with precipices.
And it quickly reached the castle at dusk crumbling,

63. The homes dust covers while the jug is pouring.
It shakes off from its guests what it sees distresses them,

64. Mercifully hurrying with food and baking bread.
As if he did not find misery or hunger one night,

65. And in good and kindness, he discloses the harm.
He sleeps away from the neighbors, secluding his ignorance,

66. Tranquil at the edges of forbearance - describing good.
When the people became agitated for slander and spread open,

67. The chests of rancor - in it a mixer and snatcher.
He walked straight, his efforts growing life,

68. And they left eternal life - firmly standing.
He is the one piercing the smooth mounts, executing their blades,

69. As their origins - from it unsheathing and standing guard.
And he was not from what he attained fatigue in it,

70. Nor an outsider whose duties exhausted him.