1. Her veil fluttered like a waving sleeve,
And the night dyed its henna but did not settle.

2. A fire like the magic of fragrant wood guided its light
With the full moon over the necks of the lost riders.

3. The place where the darkness gathered gleamed as if
It slept at the peaks of Al-Yafa’ mountains in Mundel.

4. So I knew that the clan of Tamim was there
Competing there for the guests they hosted.

5. The barren Al-Kawm and it was rainy
And those hitting Al-Ham under Al-Qistal.

6. And those governing the kingdom, their views
Were confused and their good deeds were few.

7. My people! Who can compare to my people and Al-Qinna
And the white land between targeted and scattered?

8. They supported a brother and grandfather without buying him,
Making the distant relative like one who is armed or dismantled.

9. His preoccupation with describing love distracted him
From describing the most high, so the mantra of the infatuated poet failed.

10. He spent his youth in glory until his old age,
So when his old age appeared, he was not hesitant.

11. There is no honor in a fully armed knight
And abundant clothing and carved gift.

12. And its emergence disheveled as if its clouds
Were the edges of heavy laden clouds.

13. It wandered to soften Al-Qalat, so if it raided,
It made the slumber dispense with the chained coats of mail.

14. They watch the piercing of spears as if
In the folds of the quiver there is a stream.

15. From every short rein a swift mare
Galloping with the fluttering of a ragged shirt.

16. They carry horsemen as if their armors
Were made in the image of mountain peaks.

17. With patience they met a destructive armed force
And the armed man expels the unarmed.

18. A people, if the tips of their swords imprinted,
The slumber would stand up for it like a polisher.

19. They rush into engaging adversity
Like the muddy in galloping to the watering place.

20. And the heroes drew so close they clung
To the eminent, apart from the withered.

21. It was as if their war was the threshing of flocks
In the lowlands, or the might of Minister Abu Ali

22. If Thursday declined from justice,
The writers would stand up for it like soldiers.

23. The gown flooded as if its prominent features
Were dyed by the generosity of the adorned life.

24. Yielding when asked by the cloud in crisis,
Giving the needy what they did not request.

25. So he spends the night hopeful of his favor
And the tremendous things he grants without hope.

26. He is chaste of heart free of the most amorous gazelle,
The images of glory to him

27. Are sweeter and more delicious than images of home,
Going to war with the enemies, so if he is called

28. He meets difficulties with unshakable determination,
The feet of a hero and the resolve of one firm,

29. And the refusal of a champion and the vigilance of a protector,
And the train of his gown fluttering as if

30. His turban was tied with a withering band.
A formidable man whose enemy spends the night in blindness

31. From fear of him while his guest is in an impregnable refuge.
The protection of the Glory of the Faith that cannot be breached

32. And the protection of the Glorious that cannot be violated.
O you who rise above all adversity

33. And naked hard ground that makes the shod stumble.
Look to the garments of chiefs preceded by

34. A vanguard of the eminent who did not draw water.
They meet opponents, dwelling and arguing,

35. Confirming the soul with a sharp sword and speech.
The latter outdid the former in his knowledge

36. Naturally, and surpassed the meanings of the first.
Had my words not included the most high

37. And your praise, I would have shunned praise.
A kingdom faded in pre-Islamic times but

38. I revived it through you by the grace of the earthquake.
And after the dark night is the dawn of good fortune,

39. So turn yourself away from the habits of the neglectful.