1. I have settled into goodly trust and silence,
So my soul found peace in Iraq through poverty.

2. If this poverty is a blow with no weapon
Upon a man, embassies to Egypt would not help.

3. They speak in the land of the Peninsula of gain -
A livelihood in profits and poetry.

4. So I said, and decisively, without cutting it off:
Predators and nomads with clubs of stunt.

5. And barren expanses in Al-Baqie' whenever
I remember them, my heart flies from my chest.

6. They cheated us, by God, in all our affairs
And we won by flooding hearts from thought.

7. We have a thousand Egypts in the gondolas between which
We sail, so from a spacious land to a sea.

8. And we march every two days a parasang
Without caution, but in bliss and cover.

9. Those gondolas carry us in the morning
Through the lands of beautiful, slender palm trees.

10. And they travel far in the darkness
With diving between fear and alarm.

11. You see me sell life for dry bread at times
At the ruins of Bani Sayyar, from a barren land.

12. So I lost my livelihood and my insight vanished,
And ill fate delivered me to patience.

13. When they eat dates, we bring fresh
Ripe juicy dates shining like gold.

14. And if they pride themselves on figs, we bring the like of it
And surpass them with dried and fresh dates.

15. Moreover, in Yaziri dates is pleasure
From Damascus, which entertains the talkative until the end of time.

16. And if they mention peaches, Ja'fari is their home,
And the land of Oana is the source of dried dates and wine.

17. As for a nap under the palm trees, surrounded
By the water of ponds with their yellow pots.

18. Lines of palm trees between the order of bananas,
And orange trees on a flowing river

19. That pours into the river of Al-Ablaq its water,
And the tide has turned the islands toward the bridge.

20. Nothing is sweeter and more delicious for the young man
Than traveling to the land of Qubaratha on a horse that runs.