1. Umma came to you only with questions,
And separation from her followed your union.

2. An intention of estrangement took her away,
Changing the friends of goodness into strangers.

3. Their leader called for departure,
Then they hastily set out for the land between.

4. Each chieftain of a tribe brought near
His wide tent-cloth, pulling the ropes.

5. When they donned their traveling clothes anonymously,
And returned after the siesta being transported.

6. He guided them, wrapped up, pursuing,
Severe in stride, wide in step, glorious in appearance.

7. You would think their camel litters travelling in the night
Were towering shadows prolonged into shadows.

8. Like frightened ostriches in a crowded enclosure
Immersed until the morning light began to shine.

9. They folded their tent walls,
Letting down the awnings over them like collapse.

10. In them are lovely maidens like gazelles
Resting at the highest part of the acclivity.

11. They made the saint and his helpers
A blessing on the right, and a lightning bolt on the left.

12. Rivals for the cheek’s beauty when he smelled it
On the lone ones, disputing begins.

13. When they alighted at the spring pastures,
They exchanged their camel litters for tents.

14. In an open plain where mirages play tricks
Feared by those losing their way.

15. I passed by it, keen and abstaining,
When the gazelles were embracing the shadows.

16. With a she-camel slow as an obstinate old camel,
Not complaining of the noose.

17. I made her carry me to the son of the maternal aunt,
Fearing punishment and hoping for bestowal.

18. To the son of the maternal aunt, the best of kings,
Truest to their word when pacts are bound.

19. Are you not the most righteous of them in oath
And most excellent of them if they want excellence?

20. So my people ransom you while I complain,
You blamed and believed the words spoken.

21. An enemy came to you and you believed him!
Why did you not consider, you were asked questions!

22. I did not say what they said was false,
Nor would I fear that it be said.

23. But if it is true as they reported,
No right hand of mine will reach out to a left hand.

24. Be generous to me, for I am a man
Who fears the punishment for no crime.

25. On a day when souls look out
Stabbing men with accusations in it.

26. You witnessed and extinguished its fires
And made a thirsty plant grow from it.

27. By one possessing might that makes beholders shine
As the night was clad in its shadows.

28. It is as though the lamps above the silver plaque
Conceal the wicks within.

29. I bid the enemy farewell in his isolation.
Its men are now featherless and men plucked.