1. Send your tears down the valleys of life, if they appear
For tears are helpers against sorrows

2. There is no excuse after the home becomes desolate
For the pretender of passion whose eyes did not weep for it

3. The tall riders from Najd protect them
Arrogant and generous knights from people's sights

4. They cast aside their quivers of arrows from their right sides
While the darkness of sorrow makes their left sides heavy

5. Its sighs crept into your heart and settled
The most elevated dunes stopped you

6. When we passed by those plateaus in the morning
Purebred horses and noblemen listened to the horizon

7. In every lush meadow, comfort leans towards it
As gazelles lean towards the cool water on a hot day

8. As if their domed tents opened for them
On a day of bliss, glorious and free

9. Coquettish women offer us their cheeks
As gazelles look longingly towards someone crying

10. The sand is only mentioned when an exile remembers
His homelands and dwellings in that sandy place

11. Passions for the ruins creep from my heart
It is not the ruins I long for, but those who lived there

12. I block my hearing when the doves coo in it
Except to explain the secret of passion openly

13. And how often a home has estranged me
While my love and longing for it grow stronger

14. When I loiter in its ruins, it conjures
Sorrows and fires for the eyes and heart

15. Words in my heart I medicate and nurture
Prolonged estrangement makes me forget those I resent

16. Do not blame the guide for the faults of the led
Nor the heart for finding peace

17. They break their word if they make promises
And delay repaying their debts

18. They pretended to be loyal for a while
Then betrayed me when they tortured me with rejection

19. Do not settle in a cheap land
For a home is a home, and neighbors are neighbors

20. I say to the caravan, their mounts are exhausted
By the night's journey and the pressing darkness

21. Hasten their camels and seek urgently
When the noble souls accept disgrace, they fall

22. We hope for eternity and to remain dignified
While the home throws away dignity

23. If fate decreases what it once granted
The work of fate is to give and deprive

24. How often you see a boy whose clothes are torn
Yet his honor is smooth and his lineage esteemed

25. If a youth's actions are disgraceful
It does not help if he is said to have a beautiful face

26. Do not seek the highest goal or you will be deprived of it
For some who seek profit will suffer loss

27. Resolve without resolute intention is futile
And increase without reason causes decrease

28. Let your hands stretch to gain money and hold it
For the misers leave it to the inheritors

29. The might of one who bares his teeth will frighten the people
He who dispersed their celebrations and children

30. None will enjoy the taste except from his prey
If he misses the prey one day, he becomes emaciated

31. Wherever his friends camp, he minds his own origin
His hearing upright and his heart awake

32. He wishes the bright night to arrive quickly
When the people of night journey too slowly

33. Until they celebrate where their bedrolls are spread
The slopes of sand, pure and dune-like

34. They came just as one needing provisions goes
To collect leftover food in the desert, riding

35. Then his restless soul settled with him
And fate brought him supporters

36. So he did what he did, and followed his nature
Dragging her, a feeder of game, a snarling dog

37. A spear when it sought to pierce honor
The people's blood did not sate it like milk

38. And a slave boy they took in sudden raid
Wrapping waists around sticks, shriveling

39. Their shadows flew, taken by vultures
As if they had snatched the people away

40. From every bent neck, tied by its noose
As if it were part of creation's perfection

41. Stretching towards the bell like a well rope
When eyes and ears perceive a threat

42. Grab their leading reins for they have stumbled
From the depths of the valley, minds and heads

43. As if the palm trees were being married off by a Yemeni girl
Who eloped with them, then returned with no family

44. Like a yawning she-camel with fearful mouth
A spring and shooting stars swerve to their oaths

45. As if the honor of their homes were white ibex
Protected by jealous mountain goats

46. O you who lost your people in the valley of life
Hatred and grudges made them forget compassion

47. To whom does the ignorant womb complain
With shouts and whimpers of grief?

48. Bewildered, they mislead her between us disputed
While we vie against the home's enemies

49. In agreement to harm and disagreeing in opinion
The home is one but religions are many

50. The vessels of good are recompensed
Empty, while the vessel of evil is full

51. We cast aside our honor hoping
They would return to the rest as they were

52. How does it misguide you in every dark place
While there are signs and marks for guidance

53. Incline towards peace, for peace is vast
Clarify the truth for the truth is bare

54. O you whose night's steps spanned the darkness
Frightening she-wolves with bared teeth

55. Tell my people if you reach them
That I am a leader for whatever befalls them

56. My people, patience rewards betrayal
And sometimes remaining and doing good harm

57. Why do I see your watering place overflow
While your cattle are thirsty on the watering night?

58. Turned away from the troughs, so night settles
And wrongdoing mingles with your resolve

59. A man among you does not fear for his herd
Nor restrain himself when he is angry

60. The neighbors are not honored among you
Nor are their families pitied in disgrace

61. How much endurance of harm and insult
And acceptance of humiliation and compliance!

62. Among you roams one whose worry is his career
Whose arena is lit and whose victims' necks are twisted

63. Horses snatching sides, grimacing
As if they were lions on the hillsides

64. I swear to God that your affairs will be torn apart
By a shepherd whose sheep are the weak and submissive

65. Rise up for it and let your souls scorn it
For principles are the spirits' prices

66. So from refusing harm, their skulls
Frowned upon their joints, sulking

67. And from the swords that refused humiliation when they raided
Marwan's son Sulayman withdrew

68. If you attain it, your spears have reached long
And if you are attained, peers match peers