1. How strange is the deserted institute,
When you ask it with fine spray,

2. Maybe it tells us the mixture,
Even if it is disobedient and does not inform.

3. Except for the hoofs of the pure-bred, sturdy,
Stretching on the neck of the dark-colored one.

4. The emaciated one was seen, his bones apparent,
And the dusty one, his back wounded.

5. An abode for the white and the alluring,
The flexible leaning in coquetry.

6. Candles for the burning, the cold standing,
When they try to rise up, they cannot.

7. Playful, flirtatious, hunting the generous,
And captivating the forbearing without being noticed.

8. She blinks two smooth eyes,
As if they were two black oryxes.

9. She blocks with her conversation an intense flare,
That feared striking and did not flee.

10. She has a soft complexion like silk,
And a cheek like its red embers.

11. And a mouth like the rain of the light of buds
Blooming from a collected bouquet.

12. As if the saliva and the clear spittle
Were musk added to ambergris.

13. By it, her mouth is raised affectionately,
When the saliva flows in the lips.

14. And a slender waist like a bundle of firewood,
And a back like the hump of the blond camel.

15. Her arms sway to the beloved visitor,
Not once hesitating or stumbling.

16. She races the ostrich and imitates the young lamb,
And folds the mantle of the deserted enclosure.

17. I passed by the red sands of Shamlila,
My delicate, fine community.

18. Protected, buried, beautifully formed,
Descendant of the most blossoming tribe.

19. She plays with the rein of the camel’s bend,
Never doubting or going astray.

20. I brought fertile, flowing water,
To the most verdant and reddish valley.

21. I cut the homes and planted the good,
I distributed the livelihood without taking precautions.

22. And an army I defeated and a fortress I demolished,
And a mile I stood up without it resisting.

23. And money I gave and a soul I seized,
And praise I earned without it being denied.

24. And horses I shot and a head I hit,
And people I warred without gaining victory.

25. And a barrier I stirred up and a tyrant I captured,
And a bone I mended without it breaking.

26. I am Al-Qaram, the obeyed king,
Is there something to boast about my pride?

27. I am the son of kings and the falcon of kings,
And the master of the kings of the Himyar tribe.

28. So ask the kings of the Yashjub tribe about me,
And ask the kings of the Al-Asfar tribe.

29. Between me and them in pride,
Is like between pebbles and jewels.

30. I am skillful with the spear and I quench the thirst of the teeth,
When the wounds appear and do not heal.

31. And I destroy souls and separate heads,
Yes, and fortresses without fleeing.

32. And I protect the guest and grant the beauty,
And give generously without being stingy.

33. And I walk with my sword on the day of fighting,
Like the walk of the strong and steady python.

34. When the malicious souls are ferocious,
And those who do not usually flee flee.

35. You advanced in the back of the mighty steeds,
Like the torrent valley of the blond valley.

36. Smooth pace, beautiful trot,
Free of irregularities of the Berbers.

37. Short mantle, long decoration,
Cross of hooves and ostrich feathers.

38. He races the gusts of wind in running,
Dazzled, almost blinded without going blind.

39. I am the son of Hood the prophet of God,
And was born of a purer father.

40. And we ruled all the kings,
Without commanding and without hardship.

41. And we struck the heads of the tyrants,
And the sky was patched with quivering.

42. And we surpassed the kings of the people,
To the greatest extent of supreme glory.

43. And I have the determination of the sword when they fear me,
And the might of my angry brother.

44. And a strike that makes the striker forget the ice,
And a stab that sheds the blood of the chest.

45. I am the horseman under the loud roaring,
When the ram bleats and does not show patience.

46. And I am more generous in status than Hatim,
And braver in war than Antarah.

47. And I am more skilled than the rider of ships,
And faster to prepare an army.

48. And holder of the souls of all the tyrants,
On a day hot on the people.

49. So ask me about the fighting, clamor and gazelle,
With the horses and most equipment.

50. And the day I invaded Oman and indeed
Saw me there without granting victory.

51. And that the Omnipotent has abandoned me,
And I am unable over the kingdom.

52. That is a false assumption and some assumptions
Are sins that are uncovered and unforgiven.

53. And they had come in groups marching,
Like the battalions in white and red.

54. And they wore impenetrable armors,
Over fast, overbearing, vanity-clad horses.

55. And the prey retreated from the Arabs ,
And the bows roared from Qidr.

56. And the thrown pebbles remained like locusts
Accumulating over the blond gazelle.

57. And the speech of the eloquent speaker became
Like the mumblings of the mute and the blind.

58. So I attacked with the audacity of a lion in its den,
Against the reddish donkeys, scared and fleeing.

59. So they fled like ostrich floods
From the courageous and mighty python.

60. So when the allies deserted,
Abandoning loyalty without supporting.

61. And I distinguished between the empty boaster,
And the treacherous, fine spray.

62. I forgave and that is an attribute of mine,
And I sheathed my sword from the escapee.

63. And I kept for praise being the tyrant,
While no one else there was mentioned.

64. And the best of earth’s kings is a ruler
Who when empowered forgives.