1. Oh! The living Salma in the mixed departing,
I gestured to her as the partitions were installed between gardens,

2. I did not fear separation from her until I saw her,
Above others in the morning voices of drivers,

3. Avoiding the ruin while they are vital (young women),
On the plateau they straighten like the sands of lightning,

4. We will meet you one day and the riders are desirous,
In Nu'man or meet you on the day of conflict,

5. And my heart is healed by a look from meeting her,
And lessened my belongings from an ardent lover of Labana,

6. Lo! Salma has hit you with her arrow,
And how can the heart recover from one who does not speak,

7. She appeared to us on the neck of a well-built Adam,
With loose hair and smooth furnishings of the departing,

8. Smiling from the intense simper like the light of poppies in the dew of anemones,
Not a blossoming garden of April is her adornment,

9. Protected by the spears of war until the flowers shook,
With the blossoming light like the flowers of pomegranates,

10. Better than Salma when I met her in the morning,
At the harbor’s outpouring from the garden of sweetness,

11. As if her dimples woke up intoxicated,
From wine whose water flowed over it glittering,

12. If you asked about us, Salima would tell you,
When the rooms were adorned with locks,

13. That we help the seeking help against the dew,
And guard the mouth of the strained incoming,

14. A strange neighbor settled among us, we had not,
But rain that grows vegetables and chicory,

15. We were around and behind him,
And keep him safe from the calamities of disasters,

16. A discharged speared by our spears,
And he thought he could not be reached,

17. We blessed him but did not oblige him with our food,
When the truthful relatives failed him,

18. He remained competing with the shade of a boiling pot,
The locust tree supported the flowers of the gardens,

19. Helping a prisoner whom we unfettered,
And he mixed nobly between a cheek and a shoulder,

20. And oh Salm, do you know that the Lord of chaste youth,
With good manners among the righteous creatures,

21. When the red camels (caravans) alighted they visited each other happily,
And they went out with the young men of the late evening walk,

22. They then walked the alley joking,
Dragging the cords and compatible vessels,

23. The sons of Khandaf knew that we,
Were shepherds of its plains and protectors of truths,

24. We implement its rulings and the prohibitors,
And knights of dawn raids of drawn swords,

25. When we praise the ruins in villages,
With the remnants of the fats of the departing beasts,

26. And strike the head of the ram in the turmoil of war,
Our partisans praise us in the east,

27. And a contented two-horned ram,
Whose ties were cut years ago by shearing,