1. Amat allails us for weapons
That do not heal ardent hearts

2. Were it not for her love and God of Moses
I would have left youth and singers

3. My patience over the surly is only
Like the whale's over Euphrates water

4. If you are pleased I am pleased though you chide me
If angry you are like slumber convulsions

5. I am the displayer overlooking Numayr
Despite hostile noses contradicting me

6. If Numayr heard me she thought them
Listening women taking heed

7. I hoped, O Banu Waqban, for my death
And hope my life will lengthen for you

8. If they gather against me then leave them
And a displayer pecking measly crumbs

9. If Najd's doves are disturbed
They eulogize the neighbor of ruins and deserted abodes

10. When the night roars a woeful echo
It weeps in anguish over it until death

11. Does the louse brag about rags
And patched, worn-out gown and turban?

12. Your mother is a trull who raised you
In the abode of villainy in the settlements of tents

13. You betrayed Az-Zubayr and betrayed him
So what can Toha expect of firmness?

14. And he of loose morals did not fear me
So what can Toha expect of my loose ways?

15. The generous alive, if they witnessed, sufficed me
If I entrusted them, they kept my behests

16. And Banu Qufayrah's time came when they brought me
A louse drunk, banging his gown

17. I left the louse more obedient than a castrated eunuch
Languid in his tiny room, deadened

18. Do you expect, with lice and riffraff
Glory for Yarbu with resounding sand hills?

19. It is they who confined Thi Nujjab's protectors
And they who warded off Al-Khamis with attacks

20. We disdain you when we boast
Of Yarbu, sand hills towering high

21. It is they who stripped the despots of a crown
With a single swipe during the battle of vultures

22. So Al-Farazdaq drowned when the billows
Of the Euphrates slammed into him

23. I saw you O Farazdaq amidst Sa'd
When you were struck, evil is a night visitor's brother

24. You did not meet your doom by a generous one
Who sleeps as the pure sleep from ablution

25. You forgot Uqurr's mutilation and were elated
Alas for your pride in trinkets!

26. Her knees are bloodied from kneeling
Not from prayer but from much prostration

27. She calls upon Ghalib and Banu Iqal
You have shamed your people in courting

28. We found Banu Iqal's women
In the abode of disgrace, plunder of archers

29. They are foul, more wicked than donkeys
And more brazen than polytheist women

30. While you attack with evil omens
And refuse to soften your blades for me

31. Is not Az-Zubayr more deserving of censure
When he exposed himself to archers?

32. It included what you lost, Banu Qufayrah
That your neighbor should die of starvation

33. He dangled with Ibn Murrah's son, you knew
He dangled, then tore with his claws