1. Convey to your kinsmen of Qahtan my distress,
The chiefs of Yemen were choked in the abode of their father.

2. Last night Ziyad's cupbearer became the rattling of a dice-box,
Oh, the wonders! He toys with the son of the man from Yazan.

3. And Ajbah the son of Numayr atop a bed,
Glances at the whites of the eyes of the one from Ukaz.

4. Rise and say to the Commander of the Faithful, you owe us
A right, not a favor, this is not a benefaction!

5. So deter Ziyad's cupbearer from our honorable lady,
What do you want with hatreds and ransoms?