1. Why do your eyes shed tears that flow
Continuously like the rain of spring showers?

2. You weep incessantly as if with kohl lined
Eyes for a man whose lineage was never known

3. He left you pregnant, between you lies distance
You wondered, as did I, how he was killed

4. That prudent hero of outstanding traits
Woe betide the man who with him rivalry creates

5. When he stands alone no stinginess or greed
That carrier of burdens wakeful night its feet

6. The abandoner of the bow his fingers yellow
As if from the syrup of coffee they Machinero

7. Wounded, his skin receives his blood
As the trunk of a palm tree dripping its sap

8. Not of high lineage, neither a youth nor elderly
But Uthaylah of radiant untroubled face

9. He responds after being called “I am here”
Impulsive toward his whims restless and uneasy

10. Sweet and bitter were his ways in the darkness
In every nightfall were his sandals unloosed

11. So go on as among men who has eluded
From his death, endless darkness or towering crags

12. Neither can the heavens if between them he dashed
Fly on a day the evilest of which is the best

13. Nor can any ostrich outrun him on land
Nor donkey, deer or goat escape by flight

14. He spends the night on the summits of hills
Where even the surefooted ibex slips and stumbles

15. If you were killed and my legs were not weary
Of striding into the most intense clashes

16. Then I would march my soul into their raids
Or resurrect through it a Noah having shipyards

17. I say when the messengers came to inform me
The spear, two-edged, will not fail the striding legs

18. A spear we had that never bent we swore by it
War and condolences and majesty extinguished

19. Chieftainesses sniffing the air whom worries
Only clouds and marshes and wadis appease