1. O dweller of the abodes, abode of Umm Bashir
The children of Ya'tayn by the coast of al-Tasreer

2. It was played with by the quality of ostrich after
Its visitors were from north and south

3. And I am the one whose workshops of Ma'rib heard
And the villages of the suns and their people my singing

4. And I will leave a mark with your eyebrows
Settled on hair that plaited a weaver

5. And a rebels' fort, and extinguished was its fire
Before the crescent in Dimas of Jayjour

6. A depression flows through it as if its abyss
Is the melody of veiled throats, Khor

7. And ask Hawazin who will inherit its fire
Or who will solve its forbidden mysteries