1. Alas, who has an eye whose tears have dried,
She is troubled by her needs and worries.

2. She accompanies the sunset every night,
Like the noisy barking of undeterred dogs.

3. She reminds me of Layla, and Layla is painful,
Doves of meadows, soaring above their enemies.

4. And Layla is high above without need,
The hand of fate does not cease to make her turn.

5. She smooths her clothes on the back of the sand dune,
Humbled, leaning on it with her shadow.

6. The singer did not waver when his illness lingered,
For an hour at the Indus River plains.

7. We took shade under the date palm between obscurities,
And its experts - Taleh loved her secretly.

8. My two she-camels yearn at the highest sand dune,
For a house whose landmarks have disappeared.

9. News of Al-Waddah came to me yesterday,
And in himself was an incurable sickness.

10. So do not blame me, as blame
In the house of wealth is improper for its sanctity.

11. Wait! For if I roam in the year,
For sure, no greetings come to me from its lasting times.

12. In me is the wound of the blamer's defamation,
When the slanderers gather around me.

13. Murad, Hayy the son of Al-Husain and his lions,
And the sweeping arrows of Marwan and his harem.

14. While we are the children of war, the bold of Shatawa,
When the hills of sand dunes boiled with their summits.

15. So if you make my milk-ewer gurgle, you will find in it
Repulsion, and war remains with its gentle breeze.

16. When we go astray, no tribe straightens us,
And when we wish to settle down, we avenge them.

17. I am the sun when its night disappears
And its stars disappear from every seeing eye.

18. The eyes of onlookers see it when it appears
Close, and no one who covets it can reach it.

19. I hide my sins in a gentle, calm stomach,
And repress them, so a forbearing soul overlooks them.

20. Qais ibn Ailan forcefully drove Eddie,
And its past surpassed Tameem in glory.

21. How dare Yashkur take the glory of Tai,
While Yashkur is so lowly and insignificant?

22. Ibn Humaid passed by Yashkur,
While Yashkur is a debased germ of its essence.

23. Does he claim that his back will not persist?
While his kin peeled its husks with their jawbones.

24. He is forbidden, and forbidden is prosperous,
Successive, undertaken by one who determined its path.

25. I will send the children of Yashkur
Poetry whose rhymes do not grow properly matured.

26. If the best of the sons of Rabia were mine,
I would teach the people of the world noble manners.