1. Today the women of Ka'b's clan mourn
With horses whose wounds gush blood

2. For the horsemen of my ancestral Tameem
Whom fate has felled like palm trunks

3. They passed away, and I remained after them, forlorn
As a wing stirs without feathers

4. And if the teeth of Ka'b's clan gnash
No coat of mail protects the hapless man

5. Oh soul, go mourn them in sorrow
For their absence is like your death, if you live