1. Are you a bit confused or are you not at home?
Or a tattoo with indigo or an inspiration with musk?

2. Or are the flaws that revealed its renewal
A new renewal or a ripped dress of a series?

3. Indeed, it is a drawing of mighty names
Shaken by the winds of south and north

4. Periods have come that transgressed it so they detained
Drawings as the confusion of the wavering Yemeni

5. We stood at its northern borders and wiped
Affairs whenever we recall the living forgets

6. It used to be populated with white, familiar ones
So it became populated with wolves and leopards

7. And baldness, Arameans, springs, and groves
Which wander in it from near and far places

8. My friend, we give the open country a quarter hour
As a greeting that passes with loyalty without being severed

9. And we don’t greet the house out of love for its open country
But it is a love for people who are humiliated

10. Flat loaves, delicate, soft, loving
Figures of dough made from sifted bran

11. And the bare, aromatic, little girl
Of the melodious singers, smelling of musk

12. She has frightened eyelids or particles
And smooth, shining cheeks like spindle

13. She covers her flexuous body with thick, steaming
Dense hair, curly and disheveled

14. She smiles from a cheek as if its glow
Is the twinkling of lightning in a crowned beloved

15. As if it were a shoulder, Babylonian and flowing
Agitated with water of chained ripplets

16. Babbling in it after hardship won over her
And she couldn’t chew food

17. As if necklaces of pearls and beads hung
On her silver chest or bracelets

18. Swaying in her clothes between anklets
That arouse the young man with pampering

19. Responding to my voice, the return of barking bitches
Of a talkative pack from the camels left behind

20. Nights when the era was not changed
And the sweet life was not gone

21. May God water that time which passed
With copious, pouring rain from bursting clouds