1. O Zami, woe to you, I am of virtuous character
I yearn for a group whose moustaches are sniffed

2. All of them as bright as golden dinars
From the family of Hanzala, righteous and fair

3. I wish I knew, from the talk of slanderers about us
Whether our rope is firmly tied or still loose

4. Or if they grieve over the war I started
Against the passionate heart of a distressed man

5. May my family be your ransom, from a neighbor whose honor
Is bid farewell in a separation without blame

6. The day of intimacy, when she gives her advice
Secretly, about concealed desires, veiled

7. She says, by God, her conversations before
Were improper, now corrected and reformed

8. Do you not see, because of what is in their chests
Their faces appear as if smeared with dung

9. When they see you, may God prolong your glory, their envy makes them
Bite the tips of their fingers in rage

10. I swear by it and by my eyes that bear witness, you are blameless next to me
While I am a weaver of broken threads

11. How could it be otherwise, except for mighty warriors
Who take refuge in a place for the doomed caravan

12. A gray-haired woman who has lived two years of her prime
Slipping away from the pull of the loins, fruitless

13. One of those, when the train takes her
She extends to it the poles of the litters

14. Until he is seen, while he is trussed up as if in him
Is the plague of the city, or a disease of maggots