1. O you who passes by
The well-built, complete walls

2. Of Isa, an experienced builder
Of twisted, solid bones

3. With hands that bend as if they were the legs of an ostrich
Who remembered her eggs

4. At Amá or the nest of Yamáma's dove
So she walked away worried

5. Facing the darkness
Driven by the hissing of Hajaf

6. And the rumbling clouds overhead
Is that you or a shaggy hyena

7. Howling, hard rocks
Whose ugliness shone

8. When the milk teeth fell out
Galloping to the meadows

9. Spreading far and wide
So I welcomed him

10. With spears, from cisterns of water
And found, by the law, a straight shooter

11. Who still feeds on arrows
Wearing a coat of mail

12. With a ripped covering
Until, when it jangled

13. And rang the bells for camels
He rushed to his spring

14. To drink some like a pigeon drinks
He threw and missed, and fate

15. Lies between people
The sand grouse rose, striking the ground

16. With the black crow's tent pegs
Is that you or a frightened oryx

17. With the two slender, dark horns
From a beast and a fearsome lair

18. Happy from the sides of spearheads
The darkness threw its cloak on him

19. And choked him with dumb mumps
So he slipped into deep darkness

20. And took cover in the clouds
He kept digging while the ruin

21. Kept collapsing on him
And the frogs hit him

22. Like the ringing of wet wood
Until when the darkness cleared

23. And the blossoms of the gum tree appeared
It came to him suddenly

24. A steaming pot with hot swords
Racing with five dogs

25. With vicious, rabid fangs
So the youth escaped while the others

26. Remained busy seeking vengeance
Then he turned back, slipping away

27. The fleeing gazelle startled the crowds
Until when they caught up with him

28. As he passed in haste
The brave one threw the tent pole at him

29. So he fell, collapsing with pain
He ripped him in the chest

30. With a strong, solid spear
And finished him off, washing his spear

31. In his blood, staining it red
Then he shone as he tore through

32. His garment's dusty rags
Convey to the ruler of Hijaz

33. If you reach the glorious king
Who defeated tyrants and routed

34. The ferocious army
Second to none when angry

35. And third with sharp swords
Crushing the Arameans and walls

36. And fortresses and towering buildings
How he overpowered the powerful

37. In the heat of battle
How he rammed the boulder

38. Falling solidified in its tracks
Courage is not like cowardice

39. Nor the brave like the grasping
It is as if I see you

40. Having drunk cups of pigeons
I still forgive you

41. Forgiveness is the mark of nobility
And my patience indicates

42. My nobility, like a Tatam or Qatam
So fear my punishment and beware

43. My wrath, for I take revenge
And send blessings upon

44. The Prophet and his family—
The purest prayer and peace.