1. For he whose ruins at depth have now become frequented
His tranquility and affection have been transformed to yearning lovers

2. Addicted before to does and swamps so lush
In their ruins today I remain imprisoned

3. Abbas if only our steeds were fit and able
I'd triple whatever insistence you still harbor

4. With horses we'd trample you down from all sides
As the cook trampled pots and pans to ding and dent

5.
In a melee that stirred up the sands you'd see

6. Some of the people subdued and others colliding
Through it the valiant slogged until it seemed

7. As if the course had wearied them tattered and devastated
For our steeds' vigor then our fortresses

8. You’d see competed amongst Bani Asam
But once in Sa’dah they were tethered

9. And so they walk today only hobbling lame
One day you'll see us hauling them in sleds

10. Another day you'll see us gloom in shackles
One day you'll see us kneading bran flatbread

11. Another day you'll see us breaking crackers stale and dry
I furnished steed plains with eggs intact and spears

12. As the Jews furnished synagogues with chandeliers
And we hear the Indian steed's neigh in the egg

13. Like neighed virgins wedded off as brides
With them we killed those of Nizar their in-laws

14. So you see none now except subdued and anguished
Abbas if you aspire no more aspirations remain