1. The motley group vanished at dawn
And the abode aided the motley and dismissed

2. They attacked you with youthful ardor
The fever cooled but its heat does not cool

3. When I saw them, gardens stammered
My soul and I said to them, “Do not go too far!”

4. And the next morning, after they endured
From the lightning-like one, a ragged, torn cloak

5. The rancor of women is more scorching than fire
As if after the wailers, they are tied in the house

6. Debased by the absence of one who troubles his conscience
Noisy, distressing with screams and complaining

7.
Like the screaming of a lanner falcon hovering over

8. The plaits of blond maidens clamoring
My friend, with the level sands and beautiful

9. Dunes, no sitting place after your people
So turn your gaze, do you see their young she-camels

10. And the applied kohl under their eyes has crumbled
Young she-camels daring among the borders of sand dunes

11. And two young gazelles whose youth has flowered
With songs, like the amorous croon, decorating their love

12. The light of the anklets - its market bustles
Until the ostriches bid farewell to the light

13. Of spring, and their beauty shone brightly
The specter of dawn carried its adornments

14. And the stagnant pond of the valley putrefied
The tamarisk turned yellow and the ground squirrels scattered

15. And the flowing sands of the dunes glided
And the snakes of the sand dune crept out

16. The shy of the nests when the fire is kindled
They brought every graceful and tender gazelle

17. Like an endowment whose beauty the chanter extols
The bending of the wand when its core is heated

18. And the intimacy of its curves overflows
It moves the pregnant she-camel marked with cowrie shells

19. Large of chest, and it is the most clement of her kin
Tossing the flowing tails when striding forth

20. Its proud neck muscles ripple and arch
From every slender she-camel led by the nose

21. Rushing amid the pebbles vying in speed
A camel led by her like whose successor

22. Is a lion fed on her by beasts of prey
Pregnant, like a Himyari she-camel cooked

23. With seasoned soups that do not go out
Made alike, yet they are twins

24. Different, between them the short-tailed bustles
How many groups of fat she-camels in Tanuf

25. Whose pregnant bellies quiver!
Among them is the son of her grandmother who almost

26. Melts him, and the midday heat when it is scorching
Coming and going beside the valley as if he

27. Is an opponent who triumphed over opponents wrangling
Or a lonely, lost camel herd in the night

28. So he woke up atop a steep threshold bleating
In the confusion of intermingled paths as if their calling

29. Is the hands of adulterous women waving and moaning
Their tents clung to souls and stirred

30. Angrily standing, from caution, and sitting
In the evening their gibberish is as if it is

31. An Abyssinian singing with fervor at night
Wearing a Burjadi robe for his shanks

32. Sufficing him while he surrenders the rest
Accustomed to a desolate corner on a waterless plain

33. An abode inhabited by solitude where he slumbers
Its passes held back the cups as if they

34. Are a sheep pen in the area of shelters propped
And the cupbearer is a foreigner to him as if his vessel

35. Is a piece of the broken pot its lips have kissed
The place invites him to music as he complained

36. Of pain responded to by trained singing women
Do they bring you any closer to them without evidence?

37. A bold man who avoids fatigue and reaps
Like a dancer, the nights have twisted him

38. And the fading torch and cool north wind twisted him
The one who crosses the pastures and hills as if he

39. Is a hero the builders have stretched out as a corpse
Cracking the pebbles as if in their lowlands

40. Is the mark of leopards the heavy rain washed
His vigor was held back so his weakness remained

41. In a plain furrowed for him, wandering
Until when he perishes and paths diverge for him

42. Like valleys whose inspiration is the support
The hands of an afflicted one have avoided it, yet for it

43. Are needles left marking unerasable tattoos

44. He appears and the countries hide him as if he
Is a sword on a balcony brandished and sheathed

45. And as if the bag of a merchant was cut for him
To the excess of its bottom, a black lining

46. By it profits were stirred that glisten for the highland
And greed which whispers behind them, scheming

47. The combs of conversation in the pollarded woods as if they
Are opponents divided amid the quarry scattered

48. And he went early morning parting with his hands
The flanks of the hill, dividing its middle with his hand

49. Pecking at the shameful parts of the hips of she-camels
And penetrating their lower parts, persistently wagging

50. So the people abandoned them, aversion among them
A wanderer who fears and a fleer who escapes

51.
And he went on splitting its midsts by the palms

52. Like the share of war, directing its center the hand
So they turned away from him, and they were parted by a ewe

53. Abandoned, singled out by a solitary barking voice
By that I foresee worries when darkness falls

54. Its sides recede and are bound
Umaymah said, while worries count me

55. Among the driven beasts – the watering place is blocked to them
The prince told of your need, and it extended him

56. Among those people stubbornly resisting until exhausted
So fling yourself into the lands, for it is only

57. The prolonged who fulfills and shortens his worries
And the brother of worries, when worries are prepared

58. The wings of darkness, its pillow cannot rest
So I wore the fine garments of war for it

59. And kindled the fire of war, and it blazed
They were confounded by fear of it upon their fires

60. And surrendered after defiance and extinguished
And accepted what they had hated the first time

61. And saw the way to the path of the intimidator
And hoped for my reconciliation, and was certain that I

62. Am the maker with my hands of what is seared
And guessed the extent of my purpose, so fell short of it

63. Alas! The farther extent of sublime bounty from you