1. Oh how strange is the slave of Amr and his tyranny
Indeed the unjust slave of Amr sought to prosper

2. Yet there is no good in him except his wealth
And that he is stingy when he stands erect

3. The women of the tribe cluster around him
Saying he is a foal from an esteemed mare

4. He drinks twice in the day and four times
At night until his cheek became bruised

5. He drinks until the alcohol soaks his heart
And if given more I’d let my heart be pierced

6. As if the weapons atop Mount Banah
You see blasts and the female captives herded