1. We brought the horses from the sides of the couch
To the fortresses from the valleys of camel-hair tents

2. Bridles like firebrands you see on them
The water dried from heat and yellowishness

3. With them we alarm the lands of our fathers’ sons
As it was from ancestry and in-laws

4. They call back and forth on the sides of a dusty darkness
Whose knitting is like the night woven

5. We met them in the morning, Harrab son of Qais
And Ju’dah from the sons of Ka’b son of ‘Amr

6. As if the horses were from the right side of Abad
Next to Uwairid, flocks of ostriches

7. When the dust rises, there emerges from it
Settlements after isolation and departure

8. Tested on them is every past
To the battles from Jusham son of Bakr