1. Bid farewell to Lamis with the farewell of the stern warrior
When you failed after reform, decayed.

2. When your polished cheeks were tear-stained
With the torture of thick-lipped plainness, not beautiful.

3. And I have sported with the likes of graceful company,
That makes the forbearing drink unmixed wine without fatigue.

4. As if her spittle after old age had fermented
From the water of a black wineskin at the vintner's.

5. Or from the squeezings of a heated grape, her intoxication arose,
Or from the pipes of a pomegranate or an apple.

6. She came blaming but it was not the hour of the warrior,
Why didn't she wait for my awakening with this blame?

7. May God destroy her, she blames me and she knew
That my corruption and my reform are mine.

8. If I drink wine or if I pay its price
There is no doubt that one day I will be sober.

9. And no doubt one day from a grave of affliction,
And a shroud of thorn-wood and canes.

10. Leave the two old women, do not listen to their words,
And set out to a lord in the tribe, nimble.

11. Youth made us heedless and amazed us,
So we did not give nor sell for profits.

12. I have stayed awake while you have not kept me company, friend,
One averse to sleep, tossing and turning.

13. You slept away from me while lightning kept me awake
As a Jew was illuminated by his lamp.

14. O you whom I stayed awake watching for lightning in the night
In a cheek as bright as the dawn’s light, glimmering.

15. A firebrand dragging its abdomen on the ground
That one standing by the mill almost pushes away.

16. As if its spittle when it climbed up the wick
Was the relatives of a piebald driving away the horses, brandishing.

17. A south wind blew violently lifting its crown
The sterns of a water-drawer wiping the water, dripping.

18. So its top convulsed and then its bottom jerked
And it complained of carrying the water, being constricted.

19. As if between its top and bottom
There was an unfurled curtain or the light of a lamp.

20. One with mange insistently scraping the pebbles
As if examining or playing, rubbing.

21. So salvation is not like an assembly
Nor the self-sufficient like one walking with crutches.

22. As if among them there were select excellent ones
Dishevelled attacking she-wolves that intended to tear apart.

23. Howling, their jaws open, their throats
Launching their packs in a clamouring yell.

24. So the meadows and valleys became filled
Among them a frequenter and one goring.

25. It showed me in front of the tribe, carrying me
A ramshackle she-camel connected with boards.

26. Lame, its saddle ropes swollen, tightened
By the evil of the black one who pierced it with an awl.

27. It watered the abodes of Bani Auf and their dwellers
And the house of Alqamah the Bountiful son of Sabbah.