1. Abu Nizar, you corrupt a prosperous people,
Neglect has made you heedless, but privation has sharpened me.

2. You mend your money, but at the cost of a breach,
When bounty flows in my district, eulogy and nobility flow in my house.

3. Wealth is not secure when honor is lost,
I used to call you, but now the matter is resolved.

4. Don't you see that after the darkness of the valleys comes dawn
The first light of morning crowns the heights of the banner.

5. Take care of yourself - the horses belong to the tribe.
Withdraw from your misleading folly, break off your blind lance.

6. I adjure you by God and the cherishing of kin
And say: leave off from a path that is not straight.

7. But you did not obey me, like a suspect in judgment.
Your hearing was heedful, but in your mind - deafness.

8. Until you met the sudden swoop of the fast gazelle
Mother of Duhaym, carrying the daughter of Raqam,

9. Destiny made her pass to bring you down,
You escaped after your feet were entangled.

10. And when the press became too narrow for you,
You slipped out while the claws were still caught in the hide.

11. I swear by the sacred house and the holy precinct,
And by the throngs circling in soiled robes

12. On pleasure for me and relief from care,
That there will come forth from the mountains of Radwa and Kheyam,

13. After the stain, dignity, honor and calm,
And whatever tears flowed in anguish and blood

14. The day men will fly like the ravens of carrion
Wherever you see those plateaus and peaks

15. At evening they will become ravens and at dawn - vultures,
While the supplicant, then and thereafter, will be doomed.

16. You will meet with tribe after tribe
Parted, not joined to a tribe or group.

17. The straight branch broke off branch after branch
I will burst your rib with a cleavage that cannot be mended,

18. Like the splitting by the tribesman Al-Adamm in revenge.
Sparks of fire from the flint flew up in the live coal,

19. I plunge into it with the stab of censure and blame.
I shake the water skin until the water mixes with blood,

20. Woe, then, on the day of butting, to the doomed!
How long can the stock last under the blow of misfortune?

21. You exposed me to one who sees what is right.
A guardian of honor, burning hot when branded,

22. Swift to visit deadly pains that torment,
Who cuts short the ills of the veins and so decides,

23. Like the snarling of the wolf or the bellow of the bull.
Who senses weakness in a breath of wind and hastens on,

24. Advancing in the night without seeing the darkness.
He who makes men sick is pelted with sickness,

25. And he who is hit with reminders does not sleep.
How many laden with care have lodged with you,

26. While I bite my lips and frown for them.
The lion dreaded and was suspicious of the skulls,

27. So I put away the creaking of the notched stick,
Until I was struck down, though I said not a word.

28. Cares of the heart are allies of resolves,
A man may wound himself though he is a cousin,

29. And cut off the precious limb because of the pain.
Unless oblivion overtakes you, I will force you

30. To taste the humiliation of defeat from me.
Your blood will flow unavenged and you have done no wrong.

31. The springs of ignorance are the sources of regret,
A whiff of disgrace is like the breath of poison,

32. Which a happy man smells without knowing its danger.
He fears it though he has neither sinned nor done wrong.

33. Take it as war, like the war of the blood-letter,
None of us today have honor if we make peace.

34. If you are free, not debased in your nature,
Then tell us, who are the slaves and the dwarfs?

35. She came with you, not concealing her purpose,
Hers are intrigues, and her womb - barrenness.