1. Khuza'a once filled the earth, wherever it spread,
But the passing nights have shortened its borders.

2. Over whom the winds blow from its ridges.
The winds have blown knowing that he cannot withstand them,

3. Though they may become disgraced when contending with him.
He has become a land of death since death descended upon him,

4. And in days of old he made it flourish.
When destruction bared the arrow within it,

5. Khuza'a cast off the bow of its glory.