1. The land of drinking is hills and valleys
I traveled and its people are in my heart

2. Sweetening there and in my gaze
And if they are far in the abode of blackness

3. When lightning flashes from their neighborhood
I stay up, a friend of wakefulness

4. The wind of autumn reminds my soul
Of the breeze of maidens and gentle hands

5. Oh camel that carries me with the specter of imagination
Upon the determined and the good sleep

6. Maybe a glance from you will revive
The liveliness of one dead from estrangement and distance

7. Oh camel what I was without your love
Of few friends and many enemies

8. And by your right the back of the steed remains
My shelter, my sword, my armor and my pillow

9. Until I trample the lands of Iraq
And destroy its settlements and deserts

10. When a market is held for the sale of souls
And a caller calls out and announces in it

11. And the horses come under the dust
With the striking of spears and the pounding of anvils

12. There I will clash with its horsemen
So they return defeated like pillars

13. And I will return while the she-camels walk proudly
Going smoothly, Sheyboub leading

14. And the eyes of enviers stay awake for me
While the eyes of friends sleep