1. Your ill-treatment undermines the disparate concoction
Yes, and the purpose shreds the contexts

2. I was not afraid among the living until it became emaciated
A purpose from which nothing that will happen departs

3. So what good is the purpose - may God not bless the purpose
And it conspired evil against us like the conspiracies of gamblers

4. It separates those whom we love to gather
And it assembles those in whom we doubt from among us

5. As if the dispatching eyes in the evening
Were the remains of tears of sadness exchanging kisses

6. The innards of the eyelids lead it
With hidden agonized grief and thick mourning

7. The redundant palm of the hand wipes
With which the successor wipes without insight

8. A robust narrator transmitted over it, and it was attributed
To tenderness from the back of chronic sitting

9. So from it every affliction and defect sprang forth
And the carcass of narrations with intrinsic falsehood

10. Yes, and remoteness which led to every record
Its travel appeared from the exterior after the interior

11. And until it circulated among the proven and it became excited
With its idiosyncrasies the shrieking of the bendable mavens

12. And the obstacle stood to shackle everything fettered
As the gold bracelets of diverse colors were arranged

13. It rarely fulfills a need, then it was relied upon
For every fully spread out prayer mat the close knitter

14. Carriers of burdens that create something new in every place of abode
And they do not know how to untie pledges

15. Each flexible person diminishes their pillow
As the hands of laden she-camels weep over them

16. For an instant to the necks grieving over a day
Of difference between resident and roaming

17. So when we overcame them, they surrendered to passion
Beauties and seized without equal beauties

18. And the saying about them was carried to me by a dodder
That debates or aspires to the speech of midwives

19. And it is not of lesser company than the company of her speech
To the people than the elite of highborn women, aroused

20. Whenever it budded, it had prominence and tranquility
With the collision of the upper part of the land of milestones

21. A mature she-camel whose edges incline
To withering from the side of the folds of drought

22. It has small bells underneath it and its shortness
To the prominence that was not tied with toggles

23. They whisper some of the chewing out of fear of rejection
And listen attentively to the hearing of twigs

24. They roam around my precincts of pasture that was not grazed
In its valley by striking a solid stick

25. And time made its mouth frown until it was as if
It was kissing the cattle of the dirty, scattered cattle

26. And the cheekbones of Shabeer, nothing is seen of them
Unless it is the caracal cat with contiguous stripes

27. The skin on their shoulders which is blackened in color
From (camel's foot) disease like the color of palm fiber

28. Water points whose morals have despaired
Through which the tribe despairs of she-water carriers

29. When the spicy is presented to it, it says to itself
Every evildoer came to you on two evildoing feet

30. Like the back of a she-camel, if a place of descent were sought through it
During the day, it would fatigue the bellies of water carriers

31. I sniffed it out harboring one detested
In a hurry and sleep does come over one keeping night vigils

32. A she-camel that did not pace around a breeding camel
And a stallion did not invest his treasure in it

33. It was as if its desire over its scapulas
Was a five night stand that it contracted for the cranes

34. And two landed pair by pair and one spare
Hastening adulteration towards the left of the copycats

35. A greedy fox went around it but did not find through it
A gap suitable for the intermediary who distinguishes

36. And it cast two places of doubt together
Like the step of a deer doe between the two small ditches

37. And the fluttering of a hand that busied itself with its fingers
Over a ground that sufficed it so it lost the water of purifiers

38. And support of a man's chest desperately
In a hurry from a fearful one, not safe

39. And the place of two knees and a prostration
Through which he took refuge through the right side of the Shatterer

40. Contracting, its pair flew with it
To a ladder in the proximity of curved prominences

41. She whose two front teeth straighten out her canine tooth
From the most cunning apart from the evident betrayal

42. She contends her legs with her hands with pebbles
With frightened hissing that plunges through horseshoes

43. Secrecy enveloped it until he whose three wrapped
To the two canyon branches of the people of prominences

44. It pursues a mirage with a staff as if it were
Hunted down by the cattle of neighboring cattle

45. It became square and the two lame helped descend
After it cleared away from the places of hidden things

46. So when it turned away its leg from the twist of bend
To gravel winter grounds of left barren areas

47. And the abundance of dusk sheltered it, litter of radiance
And sprawling branches between two broken prominences

48. So it spent the night suffering throughout a busy night
And rushing down the peak the differences of helpers

49. Like the circumambulation of one fulfilling a duty between confusion
And the stillness of blackened from ritual purification

50. The predators of fasting enveloped it
Upon a sheep on the peak of the high sand dune

51. To the origin of sprawling branches overlooking a cloud
Over the plateau from elation or from Tuwazin

52. Clarifying and rising over signs behind
Which bleating answers after the hidden

53. So when it became morning, the sweeping of a sand hill was sought for it
For two horse mounts, the least recently in contact with beasts

54. And with washing unless he wipes a residue
Over his head from the extract of a soiled loincloth

55. A brother of a hunter plunging as if his abdomen
And his legs are a ladder between two entwined ropes

56. He distributes with coins everything downy
Of foods - game not set aside for princely fare

57. Repeating the path of footsteps, varying the youth,
Thorny grip of palm, curvature of toes

58. And decrepit old when resolved like a pierced arc
Running through the solidity of the bow, burning

59. Aiding him in hunting which her main concern
Is to rush through woods of scattered poultry

60. So he sent her racing and named her as if
She were prey-hunting gusts of wind challenging nobles

61. And he turned away like a star of stoning after counting them
Entertaining while the delegation of delegates was most intense

62. Angrily biased, then spitefulness went into him
Over stinginess from one who wards off, not weak

63. Brandishing a weapon that tire did not make it lose its edge
Through which he verifies from it the gloom of hidden things

64. With every sly trick, it fires them consecutively
Like the stabbing of a skilled horseman awakening soldiers

65. They turned aside with the deviation of despair and there ripped open
Classes from people totally resisting

66. So he became downcast, marked by shadows that surpass
As hands stretched out in different directions on roads

67. And he throws the sediment of two gallons with his spit
Twisting branches like the tent of hunters

68. I am the son of the wrongfully treated family of Malik
And Malik's lineage was the generous mines

69. Possessors of the foremost remarkable deeds and divinity
In olden times and matches for warring enemies

70. And the people of attacks which in the days of Tubba`
Were upon each possessor of isolated and tempting wealth

71. And they unlocked them every hateful day
As the generous poured forth and the cisterns protected

72. And their stabbing the enemies vainly while one who does not stab
Is obedient and the pitiless stabs the gut

73. They who prevented Nu'man on the day of Ru'yah
From water during a star in scorching heat that ripped open

74. And they left Mas'ud, the bottom of the throne, crouching
Collapsing under the square weight of the carrier

75. And their lot gained when the earth was crossed with lots
Over its extent and spacious crossings

76. The tribe of Malik, my tribe whose glory
For those who mixed with them was no match

77. The family of war whose tribal zeal ignites their fire
When zeal brings together those with hidden enmities

78. If it is said that they have cooled off during vendettas
Upon the fangs unlike the acts of the hostile obedient one

79. And what people matched those of their enemy
In my time - that of the two-horned one - unless we matched?

80. Is glory other than hemlocks, the staff, the passions
And mending rifts and patience during ordeals?

81. And good people whom matureness has congratulated
And our bounty has passed through them during days

82. It softened, and the course of life through it relaxed
And were it not for our heights, none would stand but the subservient

83. And I am not pleased with that which others are pleased
Nor displaying complaints in some places

84. And I do not recognize favors upon me, and they did not exist
And I recognize the separation of intricate speech