1. Abu Munthir, my pages were a delusion,
And I did not give you my money or honor willingly.

2. Abu Munthir, you have wasted away, so let us move on,
For your affection is but varying degrees of evil.

3. I swore in adversity that I was doomed
To a shroud that brought no solace or dignity.

4. Take heed, people of Mishqar and Sifa,
Slaves of Ibsudh, for a loan is repaid in kind.

5. The victors will overcome you at dawn,
And no honor will save you then.

6. You will clothe people in Mishqar and Sifa
In the winding sheets of a death that comes unimpeded.

7. They sway against the servant in the air of his house
And Awf ibn Saad who undoes him of resolve.

8. They brought me deliberate death and stripped me
Of horses that gallop relentlessly.