1. Ask the abode, next to ink writing, of those who perished,
To where the mirage of the hot sands faded.

2. It stayed, after Kubeisha deserted it,
After she elongated with it a place of rest and an open area.

3. She donned a garment, a fine dress, as if
With the bundle of a bridle and a palm holding the reigns.

4. You say, take comfort, money immerses its people,
While piety to God is more profitable.

5. Don't you know that my impetuous visitors do not blame me
When the twisting sands are set in motion at midday?

6. The wind blows left, rending the curtains lightly,
Almost sprinkling water at dawn.

7. The horse remains still garlanded with flowers
Beside the curtain, shrouded by the silent evening.

8. That I don't blame the soul for what befell me,
And that I hardly rejoice at what I obtained.

9. Life is but two calamities, and of them
I die, and the other I seek life's hardship.

10. Both were prescribed for me in my script,
So living is more dear to me, and death more comfortable.

11. When I die, eulogize me with what suits me,
And say ill of all life that brought ease.

12. And say a noble man, whom adversity turned away,
Repelled it with sincerity, illumination, and flint.

13. He imagined in it one marked, as if
He is clad in armor or prays so breakfasts.

14. The riffraff avoided him, so we purified him
From what is protected and wiped clean.

15. A wrestling companion if touched is like touching an egg,
When the hands of the knight extend, it hatches.

16. With it he uncovered stones from their bases,
Boulders whose sides the smooth stones uncover.

17. He rose in the morning bent, as if
From beating and turning in the palm flattened.

18. An emergence from gloom when beaten
Eyes appear watching in waiting.

19. Ransomed, brought with both hands, accursed,
An ignoble carrier, open, granted wishes.

20. When snatched by the entrails of a band,
His Lord before the knights strikes flint.

21. I stayed up for lightning late night, below it
Plain and hill, below a pomegranate grove.

22. For a moon the color of late afternoon, whenever I said it passed,
A year, and the green ducks in the water flutter wings.

23. So for it there was an early time with the sides of a blazing fire,
More scorching than embers, the most burning.

24. It showed in the slumber of sleep its ways,
Jumbled, no clear, articulate speech.

25. It let out excrement and its chaff
Loads heavy in transmission, soaked.

26. You see every valley it crossed, as if
A rider halted over it, salted.

27. It kept watch with an observer from the prominence of a overlooker
For it from Habbuba a bundle and floor mat.

28. Oh, if only we did not stay, like our pact,
In the den of vermin, while the pact melts away.

29. With people, if told attack, they stood
On their burdens and slipped.

30. Their weapons of every smooth swimmer
When the tight belt is soaked.

31. Qawair's years, its strap high, it
Remains striking old age, and old age aspires.

32. It bent him, so when he engaged the enemy, he did not stop
Contesting the axe handle and swaying.

33. He contests a wretch, as if his bridle
Escapes him, a infected palm tree trunk.

34. It thunders like the braying of donkeys it misplaced
One morning in the north, the soaked fleece.

35. And bare pieces of armor that wander around, their tips
Honored after sobbing, and wiped clean.

36. Like the master of the spoiled in confrontation, it confronted its ignorance,
Dispositions of pulling, all slipping away.

37. And young men of sincerity, for them I raised my banner,
Subduing, and the cloth dripping blood.

38. And I harnessed the gear of steeds, paved,
If we strike its head, it does not neigh.

39. So it endured after its head was struck
Stallions we gathered that glisten and ripen.

40. And it sang in the gulf as if it
A buried corpse, shining in color, most ulcerated.

41. I sent the chafe that drums its footsteps
And a purpose like ostrich tail feathers, more comfortable.

42. It pounds the pebbles from a strong constitution as if when
It climbs past the height of goats, a lookout.

43. When the pink early dawn lies down, it is as though
Flattened from the heat at midday.