1. Long has the place mourned the dwellings,
Between al-Lakik and Dhat al-Harmal.

2. I stood bewildered in its grounds,
Bidding farewell to the abodes like one undaunted.

3. The winds have toyed with it after its intimacy,
And the drawing women, and every flexuous, pliant one.

4. Does a dove weep amidst the thickets,
its tears flowing upon the camel's back?

5. Like a pearl it scattered,
Beads from its string broke; they were not to be joined.

6. When I heard the call of Murra as he called,
And the call of 'Abs in the fray accusing and excusing,

7. I called to 'Abs and they responded with the spear
And with every long sharp sword that had not been sheathed.

8. Until they violated the clan of 'Auf unjustly
With al-Musharfi, and al-Washij, the frayed.

9. I am a man of the best clan of 'Abs in lineage,
My share and my protection are all accomplished with the polished sword.

10. If they are overtaken I return, and if they engage I strengthen
And if they turn aside I descend and attack.

11. When descending to attack is our principle,
And every misguided one turns aside denuded.

12. I refused to leave ath-Thawa and its foliage
Until I gained generous sustenance through it.

13. When the battalion was hesitant and watchful,
I got the better of a potential flood held back.

14. The horses know, and the horsemen, that I
Scattered their multitudes with the thrusts of a penetrating sword

15. When I do not hasten ahead of my horsemen in a narrow pass
And I do not entrust the first line.

16. I charged in front of the banner of Ghalib
On the day of commotion, and I did not charge unarmed.

17. Dawn threatened me with armies as if
I had woken deprived of the goal of the armies.

18. So I answered that death is an inevitability,
There is no way I will not be made to drink of the cup of the watering place.

19. Restrain your shyness from me, I do not consent, and know
That I am a man, I will die if I am not killed.

20. If death were to take form, it would take form
Of men like me when they descend staying at an abode.

21. While the horses areonymous, their faces haggard,
As if their horsemen are made to drink sage syrup.

22. When I am prevailed upon to do what is hated
I do not say after the hated deed, “Would that I had not done it.”