1. يا رُبَّ غَيثٍ آمِنِ السُروبِ

    حُبارِياتِ جَلهَتَي مَلحوبِ

    Ah, many a rain-fed pasture, its flocks secure—

    The houbara bustards of Malhub's two sides,

  2. فَالقَطَّبِيّاتِ إِلى الذُنوبِ

    يَرفُلنَ في بَرانِسٍ قُشوبِ

    And al-Qattabiyyat, as far as al-Dhunub—

    They strut in fresh hooded cloaks

  3. مِن حِبَرٍ عولينَ بِالتَهذيبِ

    فَهُنَّ أَمثالُ النَصارى الشيبِ

    Of patterned cloth, embellished with fine trimming.

    So they resemble gray-haired Christians

  4. في يَومِ عيدٍ مَبرَزِ الصَليبِ

    ذَعَرتُها بِمُلهَبِ الشُؤبوبِ

    On a feast day when the cross is brought out.

    I startled them with one whose rush was a blazing shower,

  5. مُفَهَّمٌ إِهابَةَ المُهيبِ

    وَكَلِماتِ كُلِّ مُستَجيبِ

    Taught to understand the caller's urging cry

    And the words of every answering voice;

  6. أَقنى إِلى سائِسَةٍ جَنيبِ

    وَقَد جَرى مِنهُ عَلى تَأديبِ

    Hook-beaked, docile toward a female handler,

    His conduct already shaped by training.

  7. يوفي عَلى قَفّازِهِ المَجوبِ

    مِنهُ بِكَفِّ سَبطَةِ التَرحيبِ

    He stands aloft upon the keeper's cut-out gauntlet

    With his long, broadly spreading palm,

  8. كَأَنَّها بَراثِنٌ مِن ذيبِ

    يَضبِثُهُنَّ في ثَرى مَصوبِ

    As though it were the clawed paws of a wolf

    Pressing them into rain-soaked earth;

  9. إِلى وَظيفٍ فائِقِ الظُنبوبِ

    وَجُؤجُؤٍ مِثلَ مَداكِ الطيبِ

    Leading up to a shank with a splendid shinbone,

    And a breast like a perfume-grinding stone,

  10. تَحتَ جَناحٍ موجَدِ التَنكيبِ

    ذي قَصَبٍ مُستَوفِرِ الكُعوبِ

    Beneath a wing strongly set at the shoulder,

    With quill-shafts whose joints are fully formed,

  11. وَحفِ الظَهارِ عَصِلِ الأُنبوبِ

    آنَسَ بَينَ صَردَحٍ وَلوبِ

    Dense in outer plumage, with curved quill-shafts.

    He spied, between a level plain and lava beds,

  12. بِمُقلَةٍ قَليلَةِ التَكذيبِ

    طَرّاحَةٍ خَلفَ لَقى الغُيوبِ

    With an eye that seldom lied,

    Casting its gaze beyond things cast off in hidden places.

  13. فَانقَضَّ مِثلَ الحَجَرِ المَندوبِ

    مُنكَفِتاً تَكَفُّتَ الحَنيبِ

    Then he swooped like a hurled stone,

    Hurtling with the dash of a curved-legged steed,

  14. في الشَطرِ مِن حِملاقِهِ المَقلوبِ

    عَلى رَفَلٍّ بِالضُحى ضَغوبِ

    In half a blink of his turned-back inner eyelid,

    Upon a long-plumed bird, crying in the forenoon.

  15. بِذي نُواسٍ مُرهَفِ الكَلّوبِ

    غادَرَ في جُؤشوشِهِ المَثقوبِ

    With a drooping beak, its hook honed keen,

    He left in its pierced breast

  16. جَيّاشَةً تَذهَبُ في أُسلوبِ

    بِصائِكٍ مِن عَلَقٍ صَبيبِ

    A gushing wound, its flow running along a channel,

    With sticky, thick blood pouring out.

  17. فَصطادَ قَبلَ ساعَةِ التَأويبِ

    خَمسينَ في حِسابِهِ المَحسوبِ

    So he caught, before the hour of return,

    Fifty, by his tally, duly counted.

  18. فَالقَومُ مِن مُقتَدِرٍ مُصيبِ

    وَمُعجَلِ النَشلِ عَنِ التَضهيبِ

    So some of the men cooked deftly in pots,

    And others hurried to snatch meat away from its light roasting.