1. Where is my strength against the girls of Banu Asfar
When they attacked me, for today I am the one being attacked

2. Their loose locks, plaited with crowns on their foreheads
Each one with a waist, almost hidden by her shirt

3. With glances like the wide-eyed wild cows
And throats adorned with necklaces,

4. flowing with the juice of pure honey
Faces possessing the prophecy of beauty

5. Except that the miracle lies in their buttocks
Whenever a juicy one sways

6. The train of her skirt over a stately rump
I looked at them, so from among them

7. A glance fell upon my heart, having deadly stares
They blamed me with the tresses of their hair

8. Braiding them into crowns over their temples
Who will help me against the girls of Banu Asfar

9. When they attacked me, for today I am the one being attacked?