1. I came upon a tongue I cannot reveal
Of loftiness, no wonder nor mockery of it

2. So I remained depressed, confused, grieving it
And I was wary of it, if wariness avails

3. Then my soul burst forth when their band came
And a rider came from Tathleeth performing `Umrah

4. He comes to people, not turning to anyone
Until we met, and Madhar was below us

5. I who came from Tathleeth to grieve it
From it comes generosity, prohibition and otherwise

6. Mourning a man whose life the alive envy
When the stars incline their rain-abundance

7. The jogging camels left, their saddles dusty
Dishevelled, changed by them the soft and coarse

8. And the winter compelled the wolf its white
And the hot compelled the hyena the stone

9. The first provision of people they had known
Then the riding beast if they became footmen

10. The camels clench it when they see him
Until the embers cut through their necks

11. A brother of pleasures who gives and asks them
The darkness refuses from him the little talk

12. You have not seen a land nor heard of its dwellers
Unless in it a trace of his haunts

13. There is no haste in you when you consult him
Nor hardship in him, of his companions

14. And if an enemy befalls you in enmity
One day, for you were wont to overcome and triumph

15. He who has none to embitter his good
To the loyal friend and wholesome bitterness

16. A brother of drink and spoils if they missed
And fearing him is the vigor and caution

17.
Support of wars and a light to be lit by

18. As the moon illuminated darknessʼ gloom
Worn-out shredder of rich and poor

19. Bared of garment from night travel belittled
Bending his course to condole from afar

20. With the tribe a night no water and trees
No issue difficult but when riding it

21. And all issues but immorality compliant
He does not expose a woman seen

22. Nor gazes to his neighboresses
He does not hurry what simmers in the pot

23. Observed, nor some yellow his cooker
He does not wink where from nor predawn drink

24. Nor ceases ahead of people to brake wind
People unsafe from his evening and morning

25. In every expanse and if no raid expected
It suffices him the wounding of two calves

26. From grilling them and his drink intoxicates
The trotting she-camel unsafe from his enmity

27. Nor the balanced when the wrappings of travel
As if after the people's truth themselves

28. In despair, from his front the good news glitters
The people hurry not their cauldrons to boil

29. And the night lighten so the vision expand
We lived with him epochs alive but he left us

30. Thus the spear of two blades breaks

31. If we panic, our ordeal guided us
If we are patient, we are a people of patience

32. I attained in the inviolability of our kin a brother of trust
Hind daughter of Asma, the catching fails you

33. Had he not been betrayed by malignant Nufayl
The tribe would dawn a rose that has no thorns

34. And the smooth-paced horses came from Tathleeth
Their eyes contracting or present