1. Sulayma set up camp, and after it tubal
So the pastures expanded, and the wild goats, and men

2. I stood in its abode asking her
But her abode did not reply, and the ruins were dumbfounded

3. When I remembered her, as she was departing
Covenants that illness had severed from me

4. Armies of sorrow kept hovering over me
And drunkenness enveloped, so the heart was confused

5. It appeared and passed away, and the outlines of its edifice
Wept an eye pouring as the torrent sweeps away the smooth stones

6. And fierce squalls assaulted it, blowing and welding it
And every downpour, its clouds are pouring heavily

7. It has lightnings that stir the rumbling thunder
As embers smoulder in its outskirts

8. It's like there are among its abodes white-faced brides
With ear-rings in their ears, and twisted anklets

9. She stayed up late, keeping warriors from their competence
So a young, inexperienced one held back his steed

10. It's as if she were a white camel-litter offered
With a constant downpour of generosity, all pouring

11. It has a yearning, when it erupts fervently
Like a camel yearns for its calves

12. It sees the lonely one staying, not leaving it
Excelling the seasonal rains in generosity when it pours

13. The flash floods divert towards its meadows roaring
Without any slit or flaw in its clouds

14. Until it fills them with water and saturates
The succession of showers comes sweeping and embracing

15. It covered the farms like the 'iraas does when it departs
Replenishing and saturating all the greens

16. From softness that amazes visitors with its splendor
And from aromatic herbs and thyme that adorn it

17. It produced stallions and free noble females
A morning shone for it, and vegetation was complete

18. In it the oryx are protectors that fortify it
And the deer and sheep alongside it are docile

19. And everything that lays eggs, its chicks are gathered
As if clothed in a coat, all covered

20. Its legs are like a wrestler's legs intertwined
When it grasps and holds on with strength

21. It kept pursuing unruly camels insistently
Neighing, while they are grumbling, led by the grumbler

22. As if their necks are pillars from their length
And fully vigorous, overpowering firmness

23. Like the Abyssinians, some have coats on their shoulders
Clanging, as the guide goat bleats for them

24. So wildlife grazes in its meadows, dwelling in it
And it may be inhabited when its pastures are family

25. You can see the remnants of its dwellings clearly
Like what appears on polished swords

26. Except ashes whose embers the fire made it swallow
And the tawny deer resides in it matching its color

27. And the ostrich fleeing resides next to it
Without being alarmed by the predator wolves

28. At night I traveled through it while the darkness obscured it
With a fearless old she-camel whose leg no reason controlled

29. Wandering like an autumn leaf, its shoulders hunched
Its two forearms devoid of skin from rubbing

30. It's as if when she walked there were cracks in her leg
And no shackles nor anklets could be seen on it

31. It endures being whipped by burning coals, unyielding
Neither snakes nor goats can subdue it, nor mountains

32. As if it and the riders' supplies follow it
Wailing, deeply saddened by mourning for the lost one

33. I heard the Jinn's tune living there
And the darkness made me appear as a young boy

34. The owl answers the echoes answering it
And the wolf howls at it, madness in its eyes

35. Until dawn brings the night forward expelling it
And the sun runs its course in orbit revolving

36. Its locusts get roasted when it flares up
The clothes of the walker almost catch fire from it

37. You see the ruined abodes as it shimmers
And every short shadow when the sun aligns

38. Its birds stayed low to the ground there defeated
When the plain and hills ignited from it

39. I endured it while the darkness of night obscured it
With an old she-camel whose leg no mind controlled

40. Wandering like an autumn leaf, its shoulders hunched
Its two forearms devoid of skin from rubbing

41. It's as if when she walked there were cracks in her leg
And no shackles or anklets could be seen on it

42. It withstands being whipped by flaming coals, unrelenting
Neither snakes nor goats can break it, nor mountains

43. As if it and the riders' supplies follow it
Wailing, deeply mourning the lost one

44. I heard the Jinn's tunes living there
And the darkness made me seem a young boy

45. The owl answers the echoes answering it
And the wolf howls at it, madness in its eyes

46. Until dawn brings the night forward expelling it
And the sun runs its orbit revolving

47. Its locusts get roasted when it ignites
The walker's clothes almost catch fire from it

48. You see the razed abodes as it flickers
And every short shadow when the sun aligns

49. Its birds huddled low defeated there
When the plains and hills ignited from it

50. I cried over an image of its edifice
So the heart will remain confused as long as I live

51. It's like I'm a writhing pillar taunted
By recurring fevers that betray and exhaust me

52. If a living soul dies from the ruins that kill it
I will then die, and my tears will pour

53. How, and in what way can I seek delight
When my head is aflame with advanced white hair

54. When she walks, her joints relax and give way
So her body shakes and her ankles tremble

55. She is the sun of daytime and moon of nightfall
The adornment of jewelry, without being tarnished by time

56. A doe-eyed darling, cheeky and perfect
With kohl on her eyes, even without kohl

57. She is no doll whom monks have groomed
With better than her, even when she bathes

58. A branch rises above her firm mouth
Acanthus sprouting, its shoots are pillars

59. And the gleam of her teeth when she smiles
Most delightful, glistening shoots

60. It's as if her saliva in her resting place
Whitened snow, camphor, and honey there

61. If only my share of her endowments
Were a glance I anticipate from her

62. I turned my back to the belly of one recalling her
Like the sick person turns from what pains him

63. My heart yearns for her when I remember her
Like a camel yearns for its homelands

64. I rave about her in my sleep as she moves away
As if tied up tight, all constricted

65. I said to myself secretly, as she was held back
Wisdom, when the foolish multitude rushes blindly:

66. How many hope for things out of their reach
And time makes them seem foolish in their lives

67. Wishing for wealth and eternal life with hope
While fate and death are beyond what they hope for

68. And time makes youth decay until it changes him
As the pigeon changes after the nape's feathers molt

69. He sees the water-wheels spinning in its cycles
Like the young camel circles its kneeler camel

70. A man of decent mind does not awaken
Nor sleep except having a purpose

71. With patience, man attains what he needs
And may attain swift success speedily

72. Beware of the envious, do not feel safe from their evils
And if sought, do not neglect when they neglect

73. One may surpass the strings of fate pursuing him
And the cord reaches the nation of fools

74. All calamities, abundant and grand as they are
Except the calamity in the man's religion a grave disaster

75. Poetry is diverse, the speakers rave about it
Some is rubbish, and some sincere parables

76. Some contrived by pretentious amateurs
Prose, rhymed prose, conciseness and correct meter

77. And people regarding poetry are collectors and gatherers
And precise speakers among them, and some pretend

78. Leave this and groom houses you build
Inevitably made honorable when you pack up

79. And an abandoned town whose howler is calling
Almost deranged by its horrors and fears

80. I heard the jinn that live there warbling
And a young boy was exposed by the darkness

81. The owl answers the echoes answering it
And the wolf howls at it, madness in its eyes

82. Until dawn expels the night, driving it away
And the sun runs its orbit, cycles surrounding it

83. It burns its locusts to ashes when it flares up
The clothes of the walker almost catch fire from it

84. You see the vestiges clear as it glimmers
And every short shadow when the sun aligns

85. Its birds huddled defeated on the ground
When the plain and hills ignited from it

86. I said to them, "Rest," and they recoiled from its slope
And each one by the women's hands knelt down

87. Sleep a little restfully, then a passing rain awakened them
Bringing the succession of night while arriving

88. They saddled the rested steeds, now energetic
After some time, then they packed up and left

89. Heading towards Maslama the generous, its summit
His standard amid the glory of height aligned

90. Strong, dignified, and decisive is his law
No weakness nor frivolity in his command

91. His rule is straightforward, without crookedness
No injustice nor leaning in his judgement

92. You, pride of Marwan's clan all of them
Are their protection, and who feuds with them, a mountain

93. You were born to Abd Shams, best of them by lineage
When the generous compete in their lineages

94. Of glorious ancestors, their roots entwined
Roots join, and then the branches intertwine

95. The conclusive sayer, and his omen is auspicious
No nonsense nor error in his words

96. He does not violate a pact once concluded
Nor turn him from the path of piety an aversion

97. Those who pelt his rock with schemes
Will never reach him, no matter their power or perfection