1. The remains of encampments against whose sides
Their fires have died away, and only ashes are left;

2. Whose millstones showing their teeth proclaim
That here once dwelt a family known in halls of hospitality;

3. May Allah curse her who packed up and departed
From my two encampments of Edan's blackened stones!

4. Sons of Umm Aylan, your beards, when seen
Are like grazing flocks of sheep dotted on a hillside.

5. You rallied to me as though you were rallied
In the darkest depths of some pitch-black night.