1. My days are prolonged in yearning for the quenching of Arwa
Suspicions discarded, no longer harbored

2. And it matters not if she is generous, bestowing upon us
The slightest morsel, it would be a gift

3. Archers circle around it, their twisted horns on guard
And the water I came to draw for Arwa

4. Birds flutter over it like moist leaves
I startled the wild cats and drove off from it

5. The stance of the vicious wolf like a wicked man
And I am not, when worries besiege me

6. The most helpless in calamities
So shed your worries with the incense of Lauh

7. With smoke like the billows of bellows
When you have brought me and unloaded my gear

8. At Araba then gush forth with the blood of sacrifices
To you I sent my she-camel complaining

9. Of leanness after her plumpness
So excellent is she who set out to him

10. Her neck grinding like millstones
If she kneels on high ground, she casts off

11. Her saddle ropes like the stick of a vagrant
And if she is prodded onto the hilltops, she descends

12. To you with the gait of a gentle guide
The first drops from a waterskin its carrier

13. Suspended by its loops with twine
Whenever she attacks the wild cats, she leaves them

14. With a blow of her head butting their brows
Of a tree whose sacred fruit is forbidden to him

15. The horse of the valley who nurses the fetus
Bearing the innards of a pregnant she-camel in heat

16. On a carrier whose lineage is disgraced
She leads them from the valley of palm trees

17. To the trotting place of a lost camel, fresh and sweet
As if the whiskers of her cheeks corralled

18. The hide of a one-eyed hyena, slick with sap
Her bellows have sweated and freely yielded

19. Pearls from a bracelet, pure white and matched
When the ostrich rests his chicks against

20. The dunes of sand grouse amidst gravel
And if the shared path puzzles her

21. With tracks in the smooth sands of fox burrows
When dawn splits the night away from him

22. It splits like the shorn head of a sheep
I saw the she-camel of Aus rise up

23. To virtues, peerless
Benefiting praise and benefitting glory

24. For she is no lifeless clod of clay
Whenever a flag is raised for glory

25. Arwa meets it with her right hand
And none can match the elite of your clan

26. To a quarter of the wager or value
Spears of Rudaina and seas of Lujj

27. Their diving ships tossing with the vessels
A ransom for your abundant generosity

28. Hoped for by suspicions of doubts
On a morning I found your sea no meager pool

29. With waves beyond count and no muddy visions