1. If I say I've made peace with Bakr
The grudges and distant lineage refuse

2. And the shedders of blood with fresh attacks
Destroy the disgraced but not destroyed

3. And we and they have days prolonged
In them iron bites the zealous soul

4. They're two brothers warming at a fire
The new cloak of death between the two

5. Son of Laboon looks at me awry
And the fickle raiders fear me too

6. Do the hyenas, Bano Suleym, threaten me?
Hyenas neither protect nor hunt

7. My hand did no harm to Bano Suleym
Nor did my poetry, though the outcast raves

8. If I didn't fear saddening Ma'n's heart
And noble Utbah standing guard at the inviolate house