1. The nights are too narrow for Majid's encampment,
Yet they guaranteed nothing but the stench of vile deeds,

2. And which of us is like the days? They merely
Coughed up hours that did me no good.

3. So do not ask a wealthy man for his generosity
And seek wealth from your Exalted Lord,

4. And wait, O clan of Warha, none among you
Was ever reasonable nor are you now worthy of high moral values,

5. May the excellence of the horses that brought you near supremacy
Prompt generosity from them toward the shoeless,

6. Come, set aside in yourselves some generosity
Other than Hammam's generosity toward Ibn Ji'al,

7. When today passes, its return will confound the people
Even if they trace its footsteps with stirrups

8. They extend their throats to the slanderers in the fray
While their lions in the clash are but hares

9. Your brother Nusuk prayed for you with that
Opposite to what your wealth prayed for me.