1. I marveled at the Qays, whose dogs rivaled
As they rested their cheeks beneath pearls

2. By your life! I know not if the seeker of peace
Is closer to infamy or the father of smoke

3. Both were despicable, subservient men
Humiliated at dawn by fear and whiteness

4. I gave the Bani Badr to Asma after
The two winds had blown upon them, mingling

5. When we move on, so does whoever was behind us
And follows if we mount the burdens

6. I am the son of Bani Sa’d, whenever I
Attack Qays, churning sands with spears

7. When Qays enters Tihama, declare
It and Najd their slaves of passion