1. Is it from Rayhana's sweet scent, the hearing caller,
That troubles me and my downhearted companions?

2. He calls from Braqish or Ma'in,
So we hear and he intertwines with us, the smooth.

3. And he has passed beyond Ghmadan, a house
For camels, where sand grouse alight.

4. And how often a love-sick man by Salma's side
Makes her faults before me an intercessor.

5. As if the hot lover in it
Melts wherever tears start to pour.

6. And virgins I once toyed with,
Soft, delicate girls hidden in their rooms.

7. I walk around it and roam in it
And I love the walls and branches.

8. When they laugh or smile one day,
You see a coldness that piercing winter brought.

9. As if on their cheeks a breeze
Pours upon it dripping pomegranates.

10. You see time humble them,
And a flood sweeps in which pelicans splash.

11. And their clothes are dyed saffron
Like the redness that dyes fingernails.

12. And Umma salma was amazed when she saw me
With white overlapping abundantly in my beard.

13. And I face in the morning a roaring Sabuh
A strong barrier - dumb, swift.

14. The red she-camels every day
Their udders swell with what they swell.

15. So we sent our herdsman and he brought
Five pregnant she-camels, he said.

16. A four year old, and her new born, and a male
And a guide, and a following yearling.

17. So he called to us, “Shall we ambush or race?”
When their milker touched the herd,

18. Their feet in the evening hurried him,
All of them striding and flowing.

19. He arrived at the furthest and a person appeared
Waving as if a sharpened sword.

20. You’d see him when he stumbles in blood
Like a drunkard walking with his cups.

21. Days have made my hair white,
And worries that do not subside in ribs.

22. And a battalion marched to another
As if their vanity is a bare head.

23. They approached and the forests retreated from them,
Leaving between them only the valley.

24. Ransom to them together, my uncle and brother,
The prime of their youth if they do not waste it.

25. And the support of spears toward my throat,
And shaking the lances and falling.

26. If calamities avoid the people of Ousm,
You will see their judgments in them exalted.

27. If you cannot do something then leave it
And move on to what you can do.

28. And reconcile it with composure, for every matter,
Whether it went smoothly or roughly for you, is wretched.

29. So how many toilet pits are there without Salma
Of little company and no covers on them.

30. The sihran lies in them spreading his hands
As if the whiteness of his forehead glistens.

31. And a land I crossed, in it ravines,
From gardens - its terrain is smooth.

32. You see the dead horses at its edges
As if their bones are scattered debris.

33. By your life, not three wandering
In a open space, grazing and not grazing.

34. And a camel bull whom no friend remains
Strong of bite, blunt nosed.

35. A flat rock its pregnancy ripened after conception
It writhes in yearning and twists.

36. With a pain that hurts me and passion
The next morning when all blame me.

37. So either you asked about my bride price
And my bride price, if you ask the noble,