1. Behind the sons of Kulayb, 'Aṭiyya
Closed the doors of infamy's dwellings.

2. By the breast of infamy he was suckled
And it made you conform when growing up.

3. What thing could there be more abject
Than the jerboa burrowing in the soil?

4. Verily, Hudhayl left for you long ago
Dwellings of infamy that night cannot mend.

5. I swear by men of Tughlib from afar
Driving the branded she-camels.

6. Pulling between straps and fetters
Their stubbornness pulls them violently.

7. Whenever Abu Hassān pitched camp
At a people's abode, he left it in ruins.

8. He did not budge from it until he had destroyed them
And the soil became lawful to him and wholesome.

9. Captives among the Banū Jusham ibn Bakr -
He distributed them when returning from the raid.

10. Women who, the day of Irib, their husbands
Had rushed to the mountain paths.

11. The trains of their skirts flowing copiously
Down the heels - you would think it dye.

12. They extended to them with an unblemished breast
And hands they had inherited whiteness.

13. Jostling the hindmost, crowded,
You could hear from their saddle-girths a jingling.

14. Miserable are the late pursuers when
The women of the tribe follow behind the riders.

15. While you watch the riding beasts
Bearing them - naked and with prominent collar bones.

16. Had your lances been long
You would have taken them when they cast off their clothes!