1. O eye, be generous with tears
For those who used to visit have deserted you

2. And cry for a rock that
Has cracked the heart with what it endures

3. Of years when their periods toughen
When winds are disasters

4. Their gusts crashing down
Banishing shreds from the smoothness of the sky

5. While the water is frozen
Rags the winds chase away

6. As if they are prey pulled back
While for those of lasting might and wealth knives are booty

7. So they relieve the worries of one who swallows
The choking of overwhelming fortunes

8. Until he returns with what he returns
Much dormant virtue

9. Your light calls out to the dying
Your fire burning in the darkness of night

10. If she-camels were sent untended
They would grow fat with no guide

11. They would lead you, your virtues showing the ways
And people needy and hopeful come to you

12. Going back with bounty or gain
Seeking your heavy downpours amid the lightning

13. O son of great houses of protection
And son of prolific lionesses

14. And son of she-camels, their honor adorned
And protector of one called upon when

15. An aggressor nears in death
And defender of those near destruction

16. And fortified legs trampling calamities