1. Is it from the abode's sketch that the water of your eyes spills
Tomorrow, from a dwelling whose people departed and went on an excursion?

2. You adorn it with the shy gazelles' young, their smooth coats
Its roots are flowers and roses in the atmosphere and mornings

3. Or is it the imagined daughter of Ajlan, the discarded imagination
That coerced my riding camel and made it stagger and waver?

4. When I woke up from the imagination, it startled me
There was my camel, and the horizons became clear

5. But it is falsehood that awakens a sleeper
And stirs passions in your heart that wound

6. In every night that befalls us and every stopover
If only when it makes the night dark, it dawns

7. It turned away after spreading the sights it sees
While my love for it, when tears roll down, does not diminish

8. A gray coffee, whose aroma is like musk
Is brewed over embers for a while and sipped

9. She camped in the lowlands of vileness for twenty pilgrimages
Above which a shabby cloak flaps as she takes excursions

10. Some Jews who have spread out bought her
Two scoundrels bring her closer to the market for profit

11. With the most delicious thing in it, when you come visiting
At night, rather, its flavor is more delicious and pure

12. We went in the morning, clear as chrysolite, adorned
We folded it for a while, and it is brackish water

13. A generous, noble horse, no defects in it
Mute, like the color of money, shanks mottled and pockmarked

14. The like of it, I come visiting the neighbor coquettishly
And wink secretly: which matter of mine is more profitable?

15. It outruns the chased and catches up with the chaser
And emerges from the narrowness of adversity, wounded

16. You see it, after the studded saddle blankets were
Torn, with the brisk ones' reins, attack

17. I witnessed it in a dreadful raid
Charging the vanguard, a bright sword unsheathed

18. As if, from the gazelles, a rock partridge burst forth
When you remind it of firmness, I smell its scent, fragrant

19. It collects like the mourning camel, its difficulty peaked
And a deluge stripped it, from beneath, of high ground and dunes