1. Say to Reyem in the garb of the Arabs
I complain to you of what your name does to me

2. With what your eyes deemed lawful shedding my blood
And capturing my heart among the loot

3. Your neighbor is more deserving of guarding his covenant
If you guarded the sanctity of lineage

4. Were it not for you, and time is all wonder
My covenant with the Arabs would not have been violated

5. This was a love when I was in Bulaheniya
A wondrous thing for men, a wondrous thing

6. Does the noble one of pure lineage
Kidnap a slave of foreign lineage?

7. And avenge one in whom is dishonor
For bearing the insults and sorrows?

8. I implore you by God in bearing my blood
For my people will not overlook my request

9. What the family of Mahallabi missed before me
Were rights of revenge in past eras

10. So do not shed the blood of one of propriety
Who writes by his pens on parchment