1. Alas, she bid her neighbors farewell, the dark cliffs,
And was miserly to one in need, never offering provisions.

2. Of women's traits I most despise in her utmost severity,
So turn not, my tribe, to sternness and rigidity.

3. Ask the Bani Nabhan about us, and with them
Is an affliction like the cut of a blade that severs the hand.

4. They left Malik, then we joined with Malik,
And his light, like a lamp, shone bright.

5. And Bashir son of 'Amr left us Mujannadal
Swaying with worry there and Ma'bad.

6. The she-mule of 'Ulalah hobbled with him
When the jingling bridle-leather whimpered and palled.

7. We met them to rescue the horses like ostriches
As they plundered the coveted Samharite.

8. So oh Lord of Fate, we clashed with Jafnah
At Thi Al-Ramth when they called for pairs and One.

9. Yet I will store my spear, Sa'dah,
With legs swift as Zayd's, lest Ma'bad be laid waste.