1. My beloved, look and see, are there any young gazelles
That came from the valley of Anaq burdened with yearning?

2. They came burdened until you said they were not nimble,
Nor leaving home until the morn of the next day.

3. They wander at dawn while the camels are tethered
At every campsite, like horses tied down.

4. They choose from the lush meadow, and the hunter takes aim,
Yaqub, with his axe and sharp blade.

5. His quiver is empty as if its sides
Are the cheeks of steeds overlooking the saddlebags.

6. As if the tethering spot where they tied them down
Is the milk of Dakhili, flowing and braided.

7. They circled about until settling as if they were
The tents of Udm set up around the shaggy mount.

8. When they left the abode, they sped off with smooth gait
Through the palms, no weakness or scattering.

9. So I said to my friends, they are the living, so pursue
The maiden Horra in her litters, the daughter of Ma'bad.

10. The steeds did not overtake us before I found myself
Yearning for their guide, stripped bare.

11. The two haunches had slowed to a limping gait
With a journey that spared us from rugged terrain.

12. When we caught up, we gave greetings
And warded off misfortunes with our hands.

13. We confronted gently, not with hateful estrangement,
And brought ourselves closer to every embodied soul.

14. They competed with us in eloquent speech as if
Competing with an expert guide holding the reins steady.

15. And we reached out to all who were alert
With sound hearts and seeking every aim.

16. When we had our fill of delightful conversation
And avoided the prying eyes of the watchful overseer,

17. We drove off the camels, then said to the singer
Of melodious song, born of the tribe of Qatina:

18. Woe to you! Sing for us a Hind ode,
And say to those who seek no frivolity, "Keep away!"