1. Bid Huraira farewell, the caravan is departing
Can you, O man, bear to say farewell?

2. A smooth-flanked, nimble she-camel, polished are her limbs
She walks like an ostrich walking through mud

3. As if her gait were from her neighbor's house
Passing of a cloud, neither slow nor hasty

4. You can hear the tinkling of her ornament when she turns
As the whizzing sound made by an ear-pierced Arab youth

5. She is not one who the neighbors dislike her appearance
Nor do they see her spying on the neighbor

6. Exhaustion nearly makes her collapse were it not for her perseverance
When she rises to walk with her lazy companions

7. When she contends with a rival for a moment, she rests
And the tails and humps on her back sway

8. The full saddle blanket and yellow coat are adornments
When she comes, her waist seems to bend

9. Huraira turned away from us, not speaking to us
Ignorant of Umm Khulaid who she is intimate with

10. Did she see a blind man whom the specter of death addled
And time made him senile and confused?

11. A fine bedmate in the morning after spending the night
For the pleasure of a man, neither dry nor sated

12. A lanky, long-necked camel, her companions
As if her hooves are shod with thorns

13. When she stands, musk diffuses from her breast
And the flowers' perfume from her chest wraps around

14. No garden among the gardens of sorrow is grassed
Green, with a pouring rain upon it gushing

15. The sun smiles upon it like a rising star
Girded with the robes of vegetation, laden

16. Never a day that was sweeter than it spreading fragrance
Nor more beautiful than when its origin drew near

17. I admired her figure and another admired her legs
And another admired a different woman's legs

18. And a girl admired him who did not attempt to seduce her
Of his family, though one infatuated with her wanders confused

19. And another admired me who does not suit me
So love gathered, all of it matured

20. Each of us lovesick, infatuated with his companion
Yearning, brought near, fettered, and fettering

21. Huraira said, when I came visiting her:
Woe to you from me, O man!

22. O you who see a cheek whose lightning on its edges
Is like lightning in its edges flashing

23. It has a back, neck, and curly hair, a creation
Girded with necklaces of water, joined

24. Revelry did not distract me from it when I saw its nape
Nor did pleasures of a cup, or laziness

25. So I said to those drinking until drunk in a circle:
Be dignified! How can the sated be dignified?

26. Lightning illuminating the trunks of its cloudburst
And the ruinous rain from it pouring

27. They said, "Sprinkling," so its collected clouds poured on them
Al-Asjadiyya, then Al-Abla, then the leg

28. Then the torrent flowing, then a creek, then its downpour
Until the highlands and mountains repelled it

29. Until Ma'qil took from it a burden of water
The meadow of wild cats and the easy slope of Ghaniyya

30. Watering dwellings that had become desolate
A land whose fires and messengers had departed from it

31. And a town like the back of a shield, desolate
Where jinn wail on its outskirts at night

32. None who ascend it in the heat except those who are safe
I passed by it with swift, sturdy she-camels

33. On whose sides, when she displays them, are hollows
"Either you see us barefoot, we have no sandals

34. We are just like that, we do not guard or wear sandals"
I gained access to the house's lord in his unawareness

35. And he may be wary of me then show no concern
And I may lead the boys one day and they follow me

36. And the slender youth may accompany me, flexing
And I went early to the shop, the crippled following me

37. Swaying, limping, hobbling, deformed
Amongst youths like Indian swords, well aware

38. That ruses do not ward off one of cunning and schemes
I competed with them over cannabis reeds, reclining

39. And coffee bringing sleep, its cups green
They do not awake from it while it is a wager

40. Except by screaming, though they went high and got drunk
With it the jar-bearer runs, his robes gathered

41. Hemmed at the lower garment, filled
And the responsive one's leggings sound when he walks

42. When the ankle rattles the coins' clinking
From all that is a day I sported on it

43. And in experiences, the length of play and amusements
And those trailing the trains of their robes, lurking

44. And those with thick ankles above their heels
Inform Yazid ibn Shayban, fully informed:

45. Abu Thubayt, do you not cease nibbling at our hills?
Are you not done gouging our milestones?

46. You are not harming them however far the camels range
You seduce against us the party of Mas'ud and his brothers

47. When we meet, then you chase them away and withdraw
I will recognize you if the forces come against us

48. And war grows hot from circling them while they assault
Like the butt of a boulder, one day to split it

49. But it did no damage while its horn weakened
I will recognize you if our enmity grows serious

50. And victory is sought from you, endured as recompense
It fixes the spears of resolute men on our sycamores

51. When we meet, so you chase them away and withdraw
Do not sit while you have consumed it as firewood

52. Seeking refuge from its evil one day and praying
There were among the People of the Cave, if they had sat

53. And the Decisive Battalion, some who strove and toiled
Ask the Bani Asad about us, for they know

54. That the form of our news will reach you
And ask Qushayr and Abdillah, all of them

55. And ask Rabee'a about us, how we act
We fight them, then we kill them

56. When we meet, while they were neighbors and ignoramuses
Nay! You claimed that we do not fight you

57. We only fight the likes of you, O our people, the slain!
Until the leader of the people reclines

58. While the women drive away flies with palm branches
An Indian struck him and aimed straight

59. Or a wavering spear cast from the battle line
We stab the camels in the hidden places of their saddlebags

60. And the hero is whipped by our spears
Will you desist? None deters the transgressors

61. Like stabbing in which oil and blood flow
By the life of Him who destiny traced its passions

62. To Him the pouring rain returned
If you kill a leader who was not preventing

63. We will kill the like of him from you and reciprocate
If you deprive us of the thick of battle

64. You will not find us drinking the blood of people and delighting
We are the horsemen on the day of calamity, overflowing

65. Set Futi'ma aside, neither inclination nor separation
They said, "Ride!" And we said that is our custom

66. Or will you dismount? We are a people who dismount