1. O relic of the beloved at Al-Samad,
By Allah, tell me how you've been after me.

2. Did you become desolate, from Da'ad and Naw'?
After a soft, fertile time?

3. An era for us, quenching for it from the pact,
When we are brothers in what we fulfill.

4. It reneges on a promise, and denies with a vow,
So we are exhausted by fervor in exhaustion.

5. We frolic to the light of Al-Khuzam's thigh,
In a blossoming youth from Saba'a and Ja'd.

6. He hasn't stopped swaggering youthfully,
Swaggering in the dewy water that flows gently,

7. Until he was clad like the eyes of ice,
In the meadows of Maghna and Wahib bin Find.

8. Time gifted it to him and he did not donate,
The outskirts of glimmering honor that donates.

9. It meets the morn with its bowing basil,
I changed from that to endless weeping.

10. The requests of childhood signaled firmly
A matter summoned me and weeping is no use,

11. So they weakened, they won't heal me with coolness,
And they saw me in severe childhood,

12. Like the badness among the people of badness.
This and the march of Al-Azd notified me,

13. A caravan that appears like a necklace's string,
Sweet conversation, excellent companion,

14. Woe to the daughter of Al-Ashad!
She stood appearing when she saw me alone,

15. Like the sun between the igniting embers,
A sultan whitening over blackness,

16. Frowning with a cheek, and avoiding with a cheek,
Then she leaned like the panting breath,

17. And I went back dripping with passion's sweat.
What a wonder is the helpless pleader!

18. I missed my fortune and did not attain.
What harmed the people of misery is weakness of struggle,

19. And who strived with diligence attained good fortune.
Say to Az-Zubair who asks about my son:

20. The freeman bequeaths while the stick is for the slave.
The oath-taker has no equal retribution,

21. So be content with half and be moderate in purpose.
Half is enough for you without transgression,

22. And a friend like the perpetual flow.
I watch for the likes of him like the day of roses,

23. Carrying it in a parchment scroll from my skin,
With patience and asceticism for what leads

24. Until the unlike was embraced except the loss of loss.
And he doesn't know what my inclination was in my asceticism,

25. And the silence of composure, the passionate lover.
A land you see whose ruins are like monkeys,

26. Swaying in the meadow of dawn that stretches,
For the sand grouse in their cooing that echoes,

27. The gazelles hide wonder and show,
With shining coats like the shining white,

28. Gleaming ahead of me and behind me,
As if the tips of their thickets bow down.

29. No! But they bow down sometimes and run.
They slumber in their flourishing place of slumber,

30. With a storm from their kin that rages,
I startled them with Al-'Ayham the audacious,

31. Who meets morn with a scowling frown,
And a watching, beholding, tender glance,

32. And an owl-like attitude like solid stone.
I spurred him so he outpaced freely without resistance,

33. He continued sometimes trotting and sometimes galloping
In the belly of a camel, and on a solid back,

34. Smooth that cannot be guided,
Until he ended like an old palm trunk,

35. So he cracked under a glorious rider,
Returning water and wealth like water of torrents,

36. And a vanishing one who hid for the town's hidden,
A banner that meets with long adversity,

37. Sobbing its call that is mended,
In it the twigs of acacia are kindled,

38. It was not fed by abundance or number,
Except by water of presses, hand presses,

39. With changing crowns in its advance.
Crowned with yellow among the roses,

40. And with pure morning glory that glows,
And the carnation infused with the fawn's color,

41. Bundled on its chest like a golden dinar,
Of red blossoms that do not blacken,

42. That goes forth like the dawn's going in the advance,
Bursting forth like the eyes of locusts,

43. The sun wanders in it, the one with flames,
When its flies rouse with defiance.

44. It rivaled the starlings like the prepared,
I bid it good morning in the shade of a lofty cliff,

45. Early before the hyenas' going,
With a barren, very barren she-camel or a young one,

46. Seeking the distinction of the plump hyenas,
But do you see the gleam of the singular beloved,

47. Faithful from the eye with the star of fortune?
A wind sings with it and a wind makes it tender,

48. As if the wailing of grieving women,
Were in a courtyard gleaming with the Furand,

49. It topped the valley and highest Najd,
The ostrich struts in it like the heavy necked.

50. When its teeth shine, the undiverted splits,
It lights up the left side after the slumber,

51. Carnation pink like mountains of Kurd,
Bursting clouds, defeat of thunder,

52. I said to it when it dug in the pact
And submerged the valley and others.

53. With paths like the gentle, pure honey:
Surrender and you are greeted Abu Al-Milaad!

54. You are the harvest of the lote-tree and death of the enemy,
Crowned by forefathers, tremendous backup,

55. Key to the door of sealed youth,
What a blessed shrine of the confessor and pilgrim!

56. And you are for the soldiers and others.
Shared sustenance and patron of the clubs,

57. You precede whoever rivals you before ferocity,
With forbearance, kindness, and skillful cleverness.

58. You haven't ceased being well-known to the chaste,
The delusion that clads the robes of glory,

59. I had none but love for you,
Then praise like the scent of roses,

60. I wove it in prose with expertise,
So wear my composition without tyranny,

61. By Allah your days are in Preparation,
Then Qahtan's sons, then slaves,

62. A day at Dhi Subay'a during the war,
And in it you entrusted the land of India,

63. With approximators, distanciators, and shields,
When the youth is tested with them, they do not fail,

64. They unite matters and affairs you lead,
And the wise son when he came to you confused,

65. In the inverted successive count,
He went with a limit and attacked with a limit,

66. Inciting rejection like pelting pebbles,
Inciting Al-Lawadhie's thickets of bending,

67. As if he is from the deep forests,
Among the resting, extended, guided army,

68. Deaf who does not hear the voice of thunder,
You defeated him with your preparedness,

69. After sincere stabs and skinning,
So he collapsed like a leaning mountain,

70. And it cracked open from a most vicious lion,
And from tigers around it and lions,

71. Overthrown like the overthrown beetles,
Away! And do not inherit from them from afar!

72. Each person is hostage to what he leads to,
And many a crowned noble honored,

73. Like the family of Kisra and the family of Burd,
Fell short, deviating from the path of righteousness,

74. So you detached him from his money and children.
O daughter of the most eloquent of Bani Urnud!

75. Tell Abd Al-Qais if you do not find
Do not rejoice in the most severe adversity,

76. So wait for the aftermath after the affliction.
It is equal, one who invades and one in the grave,

77. Time has come to you with a matter, so comply,
With the aftermath of the troublemaker, then the glorious,

78. He waves his sharpest sword,
Among a horde like the advancing darkness,

79. Splitting the back of the solid, barren land,
With the standards in the incised sarad,

80. And all the roaring squadrons of slaughter,
In his armor, and death above the armor,