1. Do you forget my homeland, plateaus of Ghawl,
And when the valley of Dhariyah is the best valley,

2. And a blamer blames me, so I said: wait,
I have no injustice upon you, nor stinginess.

3. If only the blamers would stop blaming me,
And if only worries would stop haunting me,

4. We see a drink that has a law, a torture,
So we are deprived while hearts are its hunters.

5. Little of Sulayma comes your way,
Despite the closeness and distance.

6. I was determined and steadfast,
Upon the necks of Taghlib and relying.

7. Al-Ukhaydir did not intend my qualities,
When I shattered the rock of whoever I wanted.

8. Do you judge for Qays you lied, we
Inherited glory before the inheritance of 'Aad.

9. And Yarbou' is a horseman not inclined,
When the coward refrains from the chase.

10. Qays did not witness us the morning after we startled,
The clan of Duhl and the alive clan of Masad.

11. And we startled the horsemen of Bishr
At Dhat al-Shaykh from the roads of Eeyad.

12. Hudhayl disliked us, so you did not
Incline with a protector that day, nor a refuge.

13. He rides a brown stallion, short step,
Humble lead, compact built.

14. And not the people of Ukhaydir when they called them
At Ghurr in the evening, not even remains.

15. The Taghlibi sleeps and does not pray,
And sacrifices without raising his pillow.

16. They are people who grow from bad seeds,
And the seeds of evil are found in the harvest.