1. The clatter of hoofs resounds loud,
And birds circle warily overhead,

2. As she walks like a shy young camel,
Too proud to be led by the short-legged driver.

3. Or like the tall, slender date palms,
Swaying as the gentle breeze plays with them.

4. By my life! What Ibn 'Urwah possesses
Is but a trifle compared to what his people have.

5. His shadow does not shrink from them,
Nor do the mounts of Abu Bakr need to be protected and wiped down.

6. A brightener of every litter, with no beggar or whiner near him,
A youth who spared me what had worried me,

7. And I was left helpless before his onslaught.
I entice those behind him with gifts, the last being the foundations of a country home,

8. The leader of the caravan, who suffices them with his generosity and is self-sufficient.
In life he outshines the bright-faced youths—resplendent!