1. O my friends, if my clothes are worn
And my wealth no longer benefits the family

2. Then my words are discarded and neglected
And my relatives and loyalists shun me

3. Was I not from the chiefs of Bani Nu'aym
Who inhabited the house with the tall pillars?

4. Around me were all the prey of Taghlib
Generous, who shared food without reserve

5. When it was time to eat, I was not in need
And I was sufficient when calamities stirred

6. They left me, and I am not destitute
To the man of riches who counts the nights

7. Nor am I the flatterer of the wealthy
So I may wipe from their food my moustache

8. I am the son of Anbar, who clothed me
With the waist wrapper of honours, my uncle's waist wrapper

9. So if wealth is glory, then I
Will call on Allah for lawful provision