1. The ancients bemoaned what Wael's tribe have brought,
with their eyes they taught me to yearn and desire.

2. If I heard the reproach of their angry eyes,
it angers me, not the market or the price.

3. And the horses, though all horses are noble,
the active and swift pacers stand out.

4. The reproacher is not equal to you, though your cheeks are rosy,
Nor the sharp-eyed excellent tried steed.

5. So whether I ignite or save, O Khaalid's mother,
The flint is more insightful and pierces deeper.