1. A Najdi shone as if his radiance
Were pillars of contentment or shoulders of loftiness

2. I say to him when his aim went astray
Behind you, you made every barren fertile

3. He flowed until I was sure his flowing
Was in vain, so I restrained my amulet

4. I came to them while barrenness had propped up the abodes
And the rain clouds had no covenant with the generous for a generous one

5. So they did not recall the noble women
Nor were awed from loftiness and gloom

6. They guaranteed wretchedness while time lingered
On a seat of their hardship, resident

7. So the mother of honors did not birth the likes of them
As honorable, nor did she err for them with an ignoble one