1. Oh, if only I had instead of the people of Basra
The sands of the wilderness, Qaisum, and Al-Liwad

2. Nothing is better than one who chose and one who wore out
Who comes to you with the most obedient of blacks

3. And of a tent, a spear, and a horse
Ready with its peg hammered into the ground

4. This is the life, not a palm tree on a farm
That needs your pollination and fertilization

5. I have become the guide of all people
I did not compose poems like this ode