1. He who the tribe's youth has enchanted gains naught
If their mere phantom to you they granted

2. With meeting you they were stingy while near
Would you still seek union after their leave?

3. Tihamah's mountains descended so for them
My heart longs for Tihamah and its hills

4. The torrent's branches have wound and oh, would that
My tears' torrent could water their sandy trails

5. My friends, stop by the ruins as long as I
Can water the relics with my tears' pails

6. For long her meadows were graced when she drew
Her skirts, leaving musk in the sands of her trails

7. She walked on those prairies, making its sands
More precious than pearls are its grainy dales

8. You cut loose her reins so you were enraged but
You cut her reins only if hers you curtailed

9. With you the steeds galloped briskly, outfitted
In ornamented saddlebags, their tails hiked

10. Startled like an ostrich, frenzied when they
Strayed in the gloaming and their tracks opaque

11. The north wind played with their loosened reins and ripped
Their decorated bridles in the dunes' vales

12. As if their blades were tested on grinding stones
Men honed their courage against her knights' blades

13. As if the hyena smeared its dripping jaws
On her forearms, flanks, and neck, leaving trails

14. A chestnut whose hide the whips made ruddy thus
Resembling a torrent the crests dyed when it hailed

15. She knelt before me like an adult she-camel in the night
And I swooned like someone lovesick because of her

16. Like the crescent moon alighting me in the darkness
Qays' lantern, in her entirety and her crescent pale

17. A king attained, so he attained the farthest
Pinnacle of glory that none who attained it scaled

18. He promised the deluge to humiliate their chests
To honor him, so it acquiesced and obeyed

19. Firmly empowered in clemency, if you weighed him
Against the lofty and towering, he'd tip the scales

20. Our steeds went astray but a king removed our and their strays
A queen complained of her barrenness, so he granted her

21. Fertility increasing her aridity and sterility
Burdens she carried for him, and whoever undertook thanking Him

22. From us, his bounty multiplied the loads it entailed
You see kings as many when you enumerate them

23. And you see the great when you count their bodyguards' trails
He threw generosity upon the shoulders of the glorious

24. While bounties cast unto him their Mantles and their veils
Of a folk who vie in loftiness and who

25. See the reprehensible if they pardon its tales
And when oppression comes from fate, their steeds' backs

26. Bore its heaviest burdens, loads deemed frail
A people, when they unsheathe swords, you see

27. Their like and you see them the swords' equal
But their reputations are honed and their swords

28. They polish and tend, keeping sharp their fine blades
Their patience prevailed, and in the battle's day

29. Their forbearing kinsmen met their brash and their frail
A lion accustomed to kindness and accustomed

30. To doing good since cubhood with its whelps and its tails
Their enemies did wrong and wronged in loftiness

31. And they protected the Euphrates' banks from their trails
O you who brought relief from disgrace, a relief

32. That made all worlds like one family, with you they're veiled
Shoe your steeds in horseshoes, for they

33. Are too dignified to meet the iron of horse nails
You trained them to spare their chests and to spare

34. From the strike of the blade their wrists, so they're hailed
In a predicament no glory can settle,

35. The death-bound in it would be dazed and derailed
You grasped the heights until you were its right hand

36. And kings became princes, to its left hand they trailed
With the white swords I repelled a dynasty

37. Without you, time itself would have slipped and get failed
So you established the pillars of Divine Law after

38. Time leaned its shoulders bearing loads heavyweight
You relieved it of constraints while you never

39. Stopped revealing each distress and its secret veils
So too did your father reveal its woes

40. And from its necks remove shackles that jailed
To God is the fate of comets, for they

41. Did not inflict upon us all that they aimed
The charms were aggrieved for his demise exceeded

42. What they bemoaned when his demise they bewailed
O you whose era was graced by his presence

43. May God never deprive palaces of his trails
I confined my eulogies for your ascent though I

44. Freed them to roam the countries unfettered, unveiled
Do not praise me in any ode's lines but

45. Praise your call, for your merit has prevailed
So my tongue spoke its merits, praising only you