1. White as a sword, a courteous companion,
I can smell his gown, it is smoky.

2. Noble despite his anger, even if you insult him,
He will become a messenger, you won't see him enraged.

3. He hurries to roast meat for the people,
Turning it on the tip of his stick, cooked and crispy.

4. Well roasted, though it was raw,
Had he stirred it, it would have crumbled.

5. He responds to your call,
Believing that fate holds the best for him.

6. Has Layla not come to her distant home,
Since I did not fight the day we fled?

7. I who surrendered my mount and she crippled it,
When I had been a warrior, singing my poems.

8. I stirred but could not excel in battle,
Never again to see a brother or lonely one.

9. Will the singers now abandon their love for me,
When told the fateful one panicked and fled?

10. O people of Basra, you who endured
And guarded the pact, you achieved maturity.

11. When you arrive safe, convey
The greetings of one who thought he'd not see Najd.

12. And say we left Al-Harithi bound
By the fetters of love for you, suffering and ardency.

13. When the Pleiades in the sky are like
A cluster, though made of a scattered chain.