1. I visited the dwellings of the tribe of Hind,
Desolate places changed after me.

2. Their ashes appear and the tracks of tents,
With a blackened cooking pot boiling in them.

3. My tears from their acquaintances almost
Cared for the matter, then I remembered one alive.

4. Ignorance would have wept for you as a duty,
But I do not like to be called foolish.

5. And a noble, generous, forgiving reproacher
I have become at dawn a captured cup.

6. He is wary that blamers will hasten
So he is told he has become reckless.

7. So he said to us, “Is there no roast
With allusion?” and he did not conceal the meaning.

8. So I sent the boy and I did not tarry
To the best she-camels loaded evenly.

9. She went to stand without going to market
And I made her follow a broad saddle.

10. He remained with a blessing sought after
And went away generously swaying.

11. When cares visited me
I would read out the care as intensely dark.

12. A she-camel of his, a shield against hot wind,
Upon being loaded would not complain of exhaustion.

13. She bolts into the wilderness so he spurs her
And the miles her feet cracked are binding.

14. It is as if when I deter her with my voice
I deterred with it one heavily pregnant.

15. She slowed out of weakness, her burden removed
So that her destination would be nearby.

16. He prolonged urging and bringing near until
You mentioned with it one passing by.

17. With it in a garden the two months of spring
He travelled over a plain intensely dark.

18. Glancing - does he see an apparition drawing near?
And the high flags would fail besides it.

19. When he meets a terrible wasteland
He would pass a very hard day over them.

20. So when the remnants diminished from him
And the pastures lacked what would restore him,

21. There clamored over her a yearling camel, foolishly playing,
Bellowing over her shoulders like a child.

22. So he brought her to a red-haired male camel
Who drools when he sees delicious meat.

23. He has a she-camel that occupied his hands
And he was strong in controlling her.

24. And a coat of mail which date palms wove for him
That binds over his positions intensely.

25. She fell back when he built her
And took up from her a hidden seat.

26. When he did not see much confusion in her
He returned her to pasture satiated.

27. So he sent the fighters while the warriors
Encountered the battle cry of Yathrib.

28. The blade fell, soaked in blood,
And the leather bucket flew into pieces.

29. He bit his fingers in anguish
And met his day with sorrow and disappearance.

30. He went moaning, stricken,
Announcing his wedding an open matter.

31. If she were to be hit there with five arrows,
The two of them would be snakes to her.

32. They were confident that if he brought them
Flesh, whether morning or evening,