1. Thou'ayr and 'Asim will feel shame
When the camels of Malik grow lean.

2. Before thee never did archers so weary,
Aiming their arrows at unbroken line.

3. From thee the veins do give an evil smell
Like the foul breath of nostrils unclean.

4. Bring not thy saddle near to ed-Dalhamus
For he's wise to the evil of men, and can hear.

5. In his heart there is screen beyond screen;
The choicest part under ribs lies concealed.

6. If mother of ed-Dalhamus never bore child,
None of our horsemen his life would have spared.

7. He hit the womb's core where villains are shaped,
And suckled the teat whence the vilest are reared.