1. We find fault, but are not without fault;
We share wrongfully, but are not robbed.

2. The family of the Prophet and those who memorized
The Quran reside in their hearts.

3. Dark-lipped maidens and Arabian steeds were created for them,
So, excuse me, for life's days are booty to seize or debt to incur.

4. He who tastes the draft of death will never again enjoy a drink.
And you see the clouds hung, while fate and destiny decide between hope and punishment,

5. Where the longing one hopes for reward, and the sinner fears retribution.
A people, when time frowns at them, they show patience and respond gracefully,

6. And when called upon for help, on horseback they are valiant.
You race down the heights, O sons of ‘Adi; it is as if

7. Swords in your midst have been sharpened.
You were only crows croaking over decayed remains,

8. Pecking away until the youth were wasted.
And today swords unsheathed spar with you,

9. And necks and heads are slashed.
Your blood hides in the darkness of tombs,

10. Concealed, like gray hair disguised with henna.
You contended for the darkness of wrong, but the angry lion took hold of it,

11. And you learned that dawn shows the substrata, and the night conceals.
There is no peace until the horses' hooves calm,

12. And cease their pounding, and hearts find rest.
Till the sun's face shines again, with no stain upon it and no mist,

13. Till the hyena reins in the onager, and the old vulture swoops down.
Till liberties are abundant in the houses, and clans restrain their envy,

14. Till arms with bracelets adorned are entwined by the sand grouse.
Till the meadows and valleys sprout forth from their cloud cover,

15. Whatever the torrents' downpour has demolished, time can't wash away.
Stars of the night concealed by the darkness' mantle,

16. Now the moon gleams openly in the sky, veil lifted.
Now to their lairs the great birds retreat, and talons sheathe,

17. Return to that chivalry and scarce has perfidy stirred.
Seize those dwellings while protected, those tents while tranquility prevails,

18. Rush to defend those pastures while between you is only kinship.
As if your days of love and freedom were shimmering lights,

19. Adorned in necklaces from which pendants sway.
I do not blame nor find fault,

20. For me, life's path is smooth and wide.
None ever tied me down, desirous or expecting reward.

21. Who can bear the blame of a companion who won't accept advice?
None ever fought time but that it conquers him,

22. And for every saying there is one who listens, for every call, a response.
Alas! How I long for one who is past, for days gone by!

23. Friendship is scarce when fortunes shine.
Yet when hardship comes, friends mass around you,

24. While adversity disperses even brothers bound by lineage.
We suckled milk from the same breasts,

25. Yet sweet water cannot bring us together.
A lonely one picks up loose threads when clothes tear and fall apart.

26. To him flock partridges, hares, and grazing cattle.
He scarcely can bear his belongings, only wolves and hyenas do.

27. He cups his hands imploringly so that tears may flow.
A barefoot pauper collects crumbs when food falls.

28. To him incline the aged and the young lambs.
As if the mantle over his hut at night were a shooting star.

29. Who do I have, O Fate, but days that elicit fury?
A friend escorts even when matters intensify and speech becomes charged.

30. He gives himself for you while war makes shields rattle.
And a brother from whom affection has been deprived, though our lineage is common.

31. A disputatious man unlike a neighbor who won't compromise his honor,
Who finds even a distant home hospitable, though the distance spans far.

32. The borders of his abode crumble from the brush of mirage.
None bears his gear but prey and desolate ruins.

33. He is awoken by the clamor of specters or phantom visitors in the night.
A person who is not made anxious by blame or censure,

34. Great is his affliction. He reaps from his neighbors until insulted.
My lot in days is to remain while youths visit me.