1. O house that was inhabited after its desolation
A year has passed and what makes you cry of its years

2. Has the wind made any house virgin but yours
That hopes in the darkness of its ruin?

3. In it is a playground for the boys of youth
As if the traces of their feet

4. A parchment a writer has dotted
The era of its pens has no antiquity

5. Stop, my friend, and let it ease your worries
Some of its illnesses have bothered me

6. Take it lightly as long as we are together in it
Away from some of my days and its days

7. It is a sea if a statue talked from it
Or was eloquent after being incomprehensible

8. Your two eyes have sent western winds
Whose leaves come out of the sheaths of opponents

9. The narrator has led to experience through it
So its mouths have silenced defeats

10. As it was born unlike a knight of Maalik
With a determination that carried its corpses

11. As if when it cleared in the morning
And was rescued after accusation

12. The palms of homeland folded their swings
With burden, so they lowered their sleeves

13. The clouds pollinated it, so its cans
Sought rain before being completed

14. It remains covered with sleeves
Eyes of oppressors watch it

15. It has become barren after neglecting it
In the gown of dryness and its evils

16. The roses of Miyah Falah have harmed it
Its shelters and lion dens

17. Its shade bleeds though it has created
An orchard from it after mutilation

18. To you O Ibn al-Qaram I fold with it
An unknown land after its flags

19. Until the youth's cloak shrank
And it substituted concealment for tying

20. It aspires to the purest youth of Qahtan
From its nakedness, step, and blemish

21. A branch he raised from its saplings
The people of its endeavors and dreams

22. A people who love your gifts strive
They did not refrain before completing them

23. A tied game on his back
Loads fatigue and pulls him

24. Of collective livelihood, long wealth
Joining reasons and gathering them

25. Carrying the ransoms of distant blood vengeance
From the chastity of origin and fortress

26. As if among the people the journey was hidden from him
After the emaciation of horses and their boredom

27. A falcon that went in the morning shaking
From his back the drizzle of pouring rain

28. I swore I would not praise until I see
In the side of a grave the pledge of its pillars

29. But a youth in his money is for praise
A share, if reckoned with its shares

30. He refuses what he wants and gives what
Eyes aspire to through its shares

31. Whenever he promises he fulfills and does not
Deceive from his gifts the length of his darknesses

32. A palm whose palm is unseen sufficed him
Moderating the fear of his destruction

33. Extended which its lobbies hope for
Its loyalists and confidants

34. While his other palm through it seeks
To break the distance of a people and their injuries

35. If it cracked, its crack would not heal
Or if it wanted life through its pieces

36. In it for the enemies is vulnerability
In its courtyard, war and its flames

37. He cleverly arranges fearful affairs
Binding its knots and concluding them

38. And reveals the unknown of its perplexity
Through opinion before accomplishing them

39. Decisive if after the cycles souls
Of its dreams were disturbed

40. And the house of a people whose hills are difficult
Whose darkness is continuous

41. Smell the heights, around it skeptically
Poets of courage, the delusions of their zeal

42. Deceptive in method, its observations
Spend nights and days over its wildernesses

43. It stabbed the army through it, guiding
The fear of meeting it and its assaults

44. Until when a night darkened
It assaulted, then flew after its darkness

45. Like the black dress, so its edges
Are a dawn that revealed the greenness of its garments

46. He raided it with a raid that multiplied
The family of its days and orphans

47. With horses whose lands have dried up
And the cunning of criminals failed

48. Destroyer of wars, he managed it
Distinguishing money and spoils

49. Pale-lipped, it seeks blood
Its jaws from the long bridling

50. The birds twitter when it takes
Its breaths in the process of bowing

51. It divides the sheep with the flock
Of the silent biting fangs of its flags

52. They transgress with the hands when employed
From it lightly due to their bodies

53. The transgression of the gazelles of Luwayy Hatham
Remembered the chastity of their yards