1. And convey to Ma'qil ibn Khuwailid
Angels guiding him to you with their gifts

2. One after another, before that came
To you, so they came frightened, their skirts fluttering

3. And the people knew that you are a master
And that you are from a harsh, stronghold house

4. So do not let the serpent's hands tempt you
And leave it when its twilight hides it

5. And extinguish, do not ignite or be a place
For the enemies' fire, so their flames flare

6. For of words that have no heat
When they slip off the tongue being unleashed

7. And their position is huge when they are sent
Though if held back they'd be easy, grasped

8. And when my soul did not agree to send them to you
Can my soul benefit you, with their sighs?