1. When I saw that the settlements were seeking
And that the son of tiredness was inevitably exposing me

2. I tightened the reins on the son of tiredness with a drink
Of poverty that tightened the roots of my ribs

3. And I was not like al-Kahili and his wedding
He sought love with wet, yearning eyes

4. He went seeking her satisfaction and love in the morning
And her love disappeared for him like an insincere friend

5. She called on her Lord that he not remain in need
And only attack when necessary like a leopard

6. So when she saw that he did not answer her prayers
She gave him a potion of blood from her veins to drink

7. And said "A cold drink, so drink it"
While he did not know what she had plotted against him

8. So he tightened the noose of sorrow for the hot-tempered one
And became indebted with that to the palm of the wounder

9. A man's brother is preferred over him then feared
With the hair of his beard and smooth legs like locusts