1. Early dawn unravels the knots,
It reigns over water and flock of wild ducks,

2. It counts the hooves in the wings,
While the francolin and creek make noise.

3. Every wild animal you see in its trap,
With a humpback from weakness and submission.

4. It describes the untamable one like a savage,
And the active one as a swift arrow.

5. She did not see any weak gazelle without its neck tied,
And any hand without shackles.

6. Thirst that does not seek
Any blame, but wide pastures.

7. So O you who detains it, exceeding the stick is mistake,
And about the water you came for,

8. All the taking in abundance is miserable.
It prevents the highland you cannot access,

9. And flees the plateau in difficulty.
With cool saliva, if it passed, it irrigated,

10. With delicate eyelid, if it intended, it quenched thirst.
O branches of acacia from Wadi Al-Ghadaa,

11. May God increase you in my community.
I came to you where the deer approached

12. Either a terrain it climbed or plateau it descended.
My tears irrigated otherwise life,

13. Is that playground and intermingled place.
Oh! How many glances at you

14. Killed me intentionally while it was a mistake.
And a heart I always cast

15. At eyes that can endure separation.
And a bed that playfulness furnished,

16. Above you, while the pillow and mattress were mine.
I wish time would bring back

17. That purpose even with some fatigue.
Everyday I wish for a passion

18. I did not have yesterday and was not content.
I complain of the future to the past, and neither

19. The closest to me misses what it extracted.
Tell the white lady whose love grew in me

20. I have kissed your outskirts frequently.
You were but a sword placed in

21. My head, your name is old age and lines.
The gleam disavowed in it a spark

22. I suspended the fire with it out of capacity.
And the messengers of the eyes kept in touch

23. Before it reached the ground and fell.
I stood in the love club eulogizing it

24. With poetry that against my will became fragmented.
If it seemed lowly, wasted,

25. With what was dear became base and shattered.
While my friend sleeps, in his eyelids

26. A bee stung it with repeated piercing stings
Of the night remains on it

27. Dawn that did not dress it with darkness.
The lines of the horizon have crowned it

28. With the blue of dawn, so it became dots.
And Pleiades in the darkness of night

29. Worried, messy-haired, and combed.
I said get up, the supremacy despaired of us,

30. So he got up, pillowing the palm that strokes.
Shaking laziness from his shoulders,

31. Like shaking reason, he met vitality.
Then he said, seek for it our purpose,

32. And breach it strongly with piercing intensity.
We are bored of people, so ignore them

33. The expanse of these crowds on the plateau.
Do not fall on them except by heads,

34. Leave their tails for them and the waist.
So we influenced it, my two firm friends

35. Resembling between traveling and mingling.
We take the highest of the roads of supremacy

36. And avoid the bend and the descending path.
Until we arrived, and the supremacy did not submit

37. To weakness, and the crops were not intertwined.
We repel betrayal moistened and sated,

38. And restore glory a shaded stream.
While the land is green, not wearing

39. The skin of the gray, in a year of drought.
When the blind woman covers her face from you,

40. You will not find on the money a substitute.
It is nothing but an eyelet lashing

41. Again the villages or a contemptible palace.
Rushes that reveal the darkness, and imaginations

42. That beholders enjoy when in hardship.
Good acacias bending with youth,

43. Repelling the north wind constantly.
Roaming the sights wherever it occurred,

44. While hoping place however it conditioned.
Every just grace has its scale,

45. So if a gift comes inclined accept it.
Do not frown at a smiling blessing,

46. Dividing fate with it, mixing not cheating.
Accept the fate and fortune with it,

47. Whether its envious one accepts or resents.
For Banu Abdul Aziz strove

48. With choicest selected and walkways.
They split the roof of supremacy into shares

49. And divided it into mapped portions.
Every glorious palm the hopes

50. Kiss, presents wrap the outstretched carpet.
You see the guests around its doors

51. Forever a riding and walking group.
If he walked a mile on the thorns of dejection

52. And saw injustice sitting, he would not ride.
When called upon in an affliction,

53. He instigated opinions however instigated.
Supporting disputes with them

54. Incidents and previous errors neglected.
And if they did not become their masters

55. And were loaded with them and were the waist.
Whenever they were born a full moon

56. The land's darkness and a tumultuous sea dissipated.
Just as the dew revived the supremacy’s pride

57. And the generous sprinkled stream.
Its heart is smooth, fun touching it

58. Spreading good omens and covenant.
Blaming in it a perfumed prey,

59. That the sharp sword tears up.
Like the serpents of Al-Naqaa, if erect

60. It was edible and thoroughly relished.
Insightful if the words were scarce when

61. Not the son of a sand grouse at night groped.
It regulates the world, so if a hand reached

62. And took a coin, it refused to regulate.
And if an infant’s hand stretched

63. It blackened as their mixed old age.
I came to him while fate had plotted against me

64. A wicked hidden scheme.
And the wounds of despair vainly

65. Threw shackles and weakened resolves.
So he completely fulfilled until he returned me

66. To the farthest reaches of my goal to be envied.
It seizes the sights from me a sign

67. Leaving the old man a demanding youth.
A blessing, if thankfulness resided in it

68. Dazzled and famously refused to be blemished.
It exceeded hopes until prevented

69. Every hopeful from having an aspiration.
So listen, it tells you about me a humbled one

70. Crossing land, terrain, and dunes.
Leaving hopes either a garden

71. Watered or a patch or pattern.
A source every eloquent tongue

72. Around which it falls until picked up.
And when odes rhymed it was attributed

73. To the Arabs though we are Nabateans.
And if victory embraced its shoulder,

74. A respite shook it until fully stretched.
So rising before you it stands

75. Opening for you from it a page.
Dishevel it a gift and enjoy it

76. Visiting, drawing near or keeping distant.