1. Do you know the abode today from the ruins of Mawiya
It endured him yet he did not endure it

2. In the valley of Khaynaf from Umm Al-Walid when
Your heart was fulfilled or it had some madness

3. The winds of summer blew on it roughly
Until it changed after companionship or it tilted

4. So it is nothing but an old owl frequenting it
When it feels a person stopping by like an example

5. It sometimes pastures in Khaynaf and the land hides it
An empty land and pouring valleys

6. Two months of Jumada then when it was Rajab
The land completed what it was loaded with ropes

7. As if Attarah spent the night revolving around it
Until it wore the clothing of Al-Wars and slippers

8. From the dye of the bright Khuzami that obeyed him
It attained from its tattoo some greenness

9. So it pleases an eye for its pasture
While the heart feels some fear and dread

10. Until when the night covers its eyelid, it dresses it
A rain if its wind blows on it flows

11. Like the Pleiades when its carriers shake
With water, it closes the crevices of the earth and clamors

12. So it spent the night filled with lightning watching over it
Like the night of Al-Wasb, neither did it sleep nor neglect

13. It spent the night in the cavity of boulders taking refuge in them
If it feels a torrent beneath it, it moves

14. As if it is prostrating from the soaking of its cloak
Glorifying, standing some of the night supplicating

15. It drives away the dust with its knees and ankles
As the leader of Al-Miqnab did nicely for the optional prayers

16. As if the drops are pearls it showers
When it climbs the back and necks and shoulders

17. Until when the sun meets it at its rising
A broken down muddy old man greeted it

18. Desolate, more changing than the mirage of the desert, when
The beasts do not cheer it with any news or traces

19. It frightens a young gazelle if she ventures
Fearing for her tracks or feathers

20. Hunting dogs as if they are watering it
With the blood of enemies honey

21. So it surrendered like a shiny planet stripped
By a rain that has poured on it for so long

22. Until when I said its precedents have attained it
It turned back to them and it had given them a respite

23. So it remained stabbing them angrily with its spears
When an attacking shining one kills

24. As if they are dressed in blood
Invading a fire kindling flames

25. When a wounded one takes refuge with them
The stance of horsemen who bring victory to the hero

26. Until they distance themselves from him high up and difficult
And it did not guide the guidance of a defeated one or decline

27. And the worries of the self keep me awake
From them windows until I make the camel kneel down

28. As the land of enemies does not heat me, nor
Does the injustice of the country if its trenches decline

29. It remains taking shade for the sun melting it
When it sees the sun turn aside straight

30. As if when the day stretches out for it
When the right one recites the long surahs

31. And I have worn out for this life its epochs
Until the white hair covered my head and ignited

32. For every Müdlifeh, if not for a trusted brother
They would not be favours upon me or have glory

33. And I may be the chief of drinking, the wailing
Of the drunkard is heard in its echo clamour

34. From the cups a passion for so long
For youths desiring amusement and love

35. So my youth disappeared from me after its pleasure
As if it had been a guest lodging then departing

36. As I do not obey the command of censurers, nor
Leave wealth if one in need asked

37. And a grumpy one turning away from me I forgave him
And I clarify from him annoyance and inclination

38. And if I faced him from me with a calamity
He would not be like the wolf feeling lucky for what he ate

39. And an affliction was of relatives, so I was saddened by it
A day, and I became hopeful after it of wishes

40. And I do not see death comes to one it protects
Except it suffices him and finds business with him

41. While the person is feeling lucky in his refuge
Time betrayed him from what he was so he moved on

42. Leave the submerged one, do not ask about his death
And ask about what the bright Bakhri did

43. With a reconciler and a benefit, he does not prevent and
The soul does not destroy him for what missed him of maturity

44. Of abundant giving, and people if asked
Give a little like the small bucket is niggardly

45. And a horseman not stopping at his flag
The day of hatred until he makes the captives

46. Huge, on him the blood monies of lives hang
When the hundred are commanded above him to carry

47. And if a weak one undertook them his joints
Or a narrow armed one the likes of them would strain

48. You have untied their shackles from the captives
And they do not hope for shelter or entry

49. You saved them from the depth of darkness
When the coward sees the like of it he shakes

50. So they are your redemption as they all cry
And they do not see for themselves glory or weight

51. There is no gallantry like a young man whose excellence sustains him
When he intends a righteous matter he acts

52. The grantor gives one hundred Camels guided
Its springs flow when it moves from its resting place

53. Indeed, Rabiah will not cease being righteous
As long as Allah delays your death

54. Deluded not counting that the world will make him immortal
And not saying about something that passed: what did it do?