1. I reviled, yielding, the clan of Kulayb,
Yet who will requite reviling the clan of Ri’ah?

2. They have a glory I perceive when my camel mounts her litter,
Dearer am I of the lote-tree than the paths between adobe walls.

3. Neither was al-Farazdaq’s mother of Hilal nor
Was al-Farazdaq's mother of Subah.

4. Those were the living Tha‘labah son of Sa‘d,
Of noble birth and of sound, flawless reputation.

5. But your mother is of Shiyam,
So see clearly and mark your drinking bowl among drinking bowls.