1. By my life! If al-Walid spends the night in a town
Other than mine, I surely spend my night miserable

2. Except that the sustenance of God comes and goes
And I long for him even if I travel for months

3. He was the fortress to which I resorted
When I stirred up the groups with the vagabonds

4. Whenever they encountered al-Walid it was as though
They saw a valley of the tribe Hammas well-armed

5. The messengers warned each other about him
To avoid his dwellings from Hammas and `Ar`ar

6. Khadhib with erect spears does not cease to attack
Until the leather armor on his chest is cracked

7. He walked his mare leisurely and left his elderly sheikh
In Ma'rib when he mounted and walked proudly

8. He lived with him until he saw in his physique
A well-built and beautifully created youth

9. He marched not feeling lonely without companions
Nor confused whether to advance or retreat

10. There are traces of youthfulness in his arms, he walks proudly
As if saying: he regained consciousness after he collapsed

11. To the left and right, back and forth, wielding
His sword without finding in the head a cleft

12. When the plaits of his sword cling to his palm
He sees death with his eyes, black and red

13. And he led them until he concealed the three
Nahik, Nazzal, and Ja`far shouting

14. `Ubayt, a morning drinker, blond of complexion
When facing rivals, his face is like rainclouds thundering

15. A forehead like the expanse of clouds, responding with pouring rain