1. By my life, if Jubair leaves his place
He was certainly the burning flame of evening

2. With arms longer than spear shafts, you would see him
When the people recoiled, stepping forward

3. By my life, Muhariz was borne high on the bier
A man of chaste conduct and generosity

4. A man more alive than a sprightly young girl
And braver than a lion with hasty steps

5. When meat was the provision, his meat was not
Hoarded, but shared among the living

6. When leadership suited the tribe, none but he
Would undertake it, smiling if guests knocked at night