1. My friends, hasten today with a farewell drink
And quench my thirst before I depart

2. Perhaps what troubles my heart will vanish
For my mind has become a wandering stranger

3. Where is Layla, where is Layla, where is Layla
Did she make other men well while I'm sick?

4. No lover like me clings to Layla
And meets death because of her departure

5. The cooing of the doves reminded me of her
The boughs echoed the call of those long gone

6. Tughlib met the same fate as the people of Aad
When the horror of punishment came upon them one morning

7. Their prophet warned them that day
And called them sincerely to God

8. Yet we were banned from fighting Tughlib
And so the country was not safe from trials

9. Before they saw the steeds of Bakr
The Indian swords or the spears

10. We killed men with sudden raids
When the vile one appeared at dawn

11. The people met disgrace from us
As we ended the undying with slaughter

12. We captured their enemies and pretended
To have done it with an effortless hand

13. They disrespected our patience, and when
They roused the argument, they were scattered

14. They met a fierce lion of the jungle
And a wild ass that kills the argumentative in battle

15. They drive off the horses in the frenzy of war
And flee with swords bare of sheaths

16. They slandered our Sheikh Juheish
Dragging him out for battle again and again

17. Though he disliked the situation he was in
Hoping the outcome would be favorable

18. Yet without cause they struck Bujeer
Who had struggled against them when they found him

19. They stained his garment and foolishly said
"You are the stirrup for Kulayb's saddle"

20. So the fighting struck the skulls of Bakr
And in the morning their men were destroyed

21. Tughlib surged to restore Kulayb
But we crushed their heads where they fell

22. We left their women bereft
Wailing loudly in their grief

23. After him remained the noble woman weeping
And the screeching camel calling out

24. We left young widows
And orphans drinking leftover broth

25. The mark of the women was striking foreheads
While we hit the men with death blows

26. We left the lands of Tughlib barren
And clipped the wings of the tyrants

27. The lion continued roaring words against us
After he was left isolated and violated

28. He is the worst of tribes, a deluded one
If only he had died before her and found rest