1. Your neighbor was very patient today
And urged their camels on insistently

2. But the camels did not come to those who loaded them
Rather their caravan quickly left with them

3. It cut the rope of the living tribe
Who had endured the departure from their dwellings

4. Wearing striped silk and brocade clothes
Imagining elegance in their distress

5. With playful, beautiful women
Whose killing seemed lawful without shedding blood

6. God endowed them and made them suitable
With lineage, chastity, and beauty

7. Umayya, when we were in the palace of Qasr
Resented that we looked to her for sustenance

8. She drew near until when I spoke she was generous
Later she resented with stinginess and sickness

9. By your life, Umayya is none other than miserly
The shade of the churches came near her so she spoke

10. When I promised you kindness, she ruined it
And was quick to commit sins and persist

11. She reminds me of her sand dunes time and again
Which the windswept valleys roamed

12. She has a fair complexioned camel
With a body marked by symmetry and balance

13. When she walks her sides sway
And her waist almost comes undone

14. And if Umayya has turned away in the morning
Returning to remoteness and sickness

15. Her escorts kneel when her garments
Drape over the camels' humps

16. The loved ones have come near again after estrangement
Spreading lawful sustenance through her

17. Umayya frowns at me after intimacy
So I know not if it's anger or coquetry

18. Clarify for me - for many a loving brother
I have been spurned and do not like the alternative

19. Is this remoteness from you or coquetry?
For coquetry has certainly grown long

20. Or have you replaced me, tired of my friendship?
Then confide in me and spare me guessing

21. By your father, I do not love a replacement
I would fight him for my companionship

22. How many slanderers, O mother of Bakr
Come to you full of enmity

23. I have worn myself out with someone who, if
Weighed against a mustard seed, would be outweighed

24. I am the hawk you've heard about
The freer of birds swooping down

25. I have mastered poetry, the tribe of Ma'ad knows
I speak no nonsense or plagiarism

26. And whoever comes close, even if your camels rage
You have in each lofty place, only a mirage

27. It visits while below it is barren wasteland
Where the pregnant camels complain of aridity

28. The fifth drink what is fed to them
Even if death by thirst was their lot

29. Apart from the drippings of their udders, their color
Is like the green dye of washing

30. With it we ward off the striking hooves
Of a dove, its feathers like arrows

31. When longing reminds me of the singing girls
And I walk them fully adorned

32. With white pearls around their necks
And heavy anklets around their feet

33. I imagined my tears a valley, a flock
Flowing copiously like a torrent

34. I saw the singing girls close up when
They saw old age taking over my temples

35. The salty spittle of the wine skin watered their souls
Dripping constantly with spurts

36. When it rests its anchor on the ground
You see a trail from its flowing spout

37. It exposes the roots of the tamarisk and acacia trees
When it plows through the belly of a valley

38. Though the singing girls are inclined
To kill men with amorous glances

39. When they strut, beckon and flirt
Leaving men's hearts sick with passion

40. They sought out lovers with the arrows of jinn
Wanting only to fight them

41. Liars, if caught in a tryst of love
They disappointed you after the bitterness of estrangement

42. I will not go back on my word about them
When they intend to move on from estrangement

43. Their love branched into the quarters of my heart
And the heart's passion begets anxiety

44. Doe-eyed ones charming of glance, eyes
That follow specks like those of a one-eyed camel

45. Familiar ones whom no sun has touched
Nor have they endured difficult journeys

46. Doe-eyed ones who adopt for every evening
Scented leather socks and slippers

47. They reveal some charms and conceal others
When a reasonable man sees them, he is tempted

48. We saw a youth rising high while between me
And virtues for the clan, there is no reaching

49. A springtime in years whose prime
Flashes like lightning in the north

50. A burden-bearer of great deeds, gentle
When burdens overwhelm men

51. I found the nobility of Bakr's sons
Returns to Dhahlan and superiority

52. The clan of Shayban, the best of Bakr’s houses
When counted, and their pillar ropes stretched

53. Men who were given the dreams of ‘Aad
When they set out with their long hands

54. And Taym, by God alive, alive in truth
But the millstones are above the chaff

55. Akhram, you were like merchandise sold
The sale of regret came, so you rose

56. Carry me, Ibn Rabia's eulogy
And grant it a gift that went astray

57. You fell short of what I hoped for from you
Like the glance of one who looked then turned away

58. I tried praising you but you did not reward me
And I left no room for other eulogizers

59. So I will never be a loyal friend
If his company does not provide rewards