1. O how excellent above the sandy hill
Are the spear-tips planted in the shadows of the sand dunes,

2. And the place for tying every rational she-camel,
And the wide plain for every rain-pouring cloud.

3. The riders descend on the sandy plain,
Wandering between being fully dressed and stripped.

4. The eyes of the enlightened beholder are raised,
And the night is like someone standing confused.

5. A fire whose edges resemble tent pegs
That look like the dawning places of the white desert.

6. How many hearts shedding tears it startled,
And how many eyes pouring tears it made rain!

7. O God, what an hour when grief attended
And was hidden in hearts full of care!

8. It betrayed the loyalty of faithfulness, but it did not diminish,
And betrayal is water not made turbid.

9. And horsemen who rode to deliverance and traveled
From a remote depth behind wishes and hills.

10. They passed leading their spears for a raid
While the rising stars had not pulled the darkness.

11. So it was as if the Pleiades were a tribe of Ahlas
And for them the cluster had a separator that did not veil.

12. The neighing of their riding-beasts told the secret of the journey
Yearning, so it harbored in the inclinations of the sand dunes.

13. With it they slaughtered the slaughter of desolation and overturned
The darkness upon a kindled sand hill.

14. And the wolf tears the cheek of every plain
And wipes out what the place of auction left.

15. And for many a coward his sword clanks
Against the neck of every clanking and chained one.

16. And a blackened face whose loyalty it betrayed
Its pallor with the flames of the branching firewood.

17. So I quenched the bitterness of my soul from its sorrows
With a drink that lifts up from the streaming blood.

18. Its armor cast off modesty, and my swords
Cast off against it a bite that did not sever.

19. And I surely threw its conscience, fearing it,
With sharper than the edge of a spear and more penetrating.

20. And for many a herd I herded with horsemen
Who turned the breasts of their spears to the foreparts.

21. So I stirred beneath the surfaces from their foreheads
Like stars upon the turbid sand dunes.

22. And they are the superior ones whom their accounts reared
And nobility was born in the laps of honor.

23. From every knight since his face was wrapped
With imprint in seeking the heights, it did not reveal.

24. He continued to float in the clouds of a decorated tunic
Between the high places or an embroidered shirt.

25. He does not avoid the midday suns if he travels
Except in the shade of a spear and ample quiver.

26. In a battle the turbans drew tails
Black thereby above the red hillock.

27. So I eclipsed its borders with a dark imprint
And exposed its interior with a shining face.

28. And it was as if the darkness smiled its stars
So they dropped upon the feathered spears.

29. The flashes diminished from the piercing
As if it were Mars after its rising like Jupiter.

30. And the thrusts of spears rattled between the kidneys
So it was as if every gut was a melodious lute.

31. Its sun tripped on the feathers of the vultures
And the stabbing in its declination did not trip.

32. It scattered dirhams upon the white swords
So they were struck down while they did not scatter.

33. The skulls did not feel when they were scattered
As if they were not scattered.

34. They flow while still standing, but they
Are quivering from a forgiving one in forgiving.

35. Who will convey from me to the tribes that I
Settle at the neck of high ground proudly?

36. I set sail the vessel of generosity spreading its sail
So their access and descent did not voyage.

37. They came as the shooting star comes, shining,
Dispelling grief from the heart of every thoughtful one.

38. From a thought the aspirations of highness occurred,
And the poetry thereafter in his heart did not occur.

39. Distant, comely, refined, pure,
Bestower of gifts, highness, and pride.