1. Your heart was injured in a dream by a charming gazelle,
Who heals the one lying down with a cool kiss.

2. Like musk mixed with the water of a passing cloud,
Or a neck dripping blood like that of a slaughtered sacrifice.

3. The purse is opened, its contents spilling out,
Nonsense other than the partitions of shares.

4. It was built on cotton that gathered as if
It were excess when your seat sat on marble.

5. It could barely be bothered to come to its bedding
In the softness of a litter and beauty of stature.

6. As for the day, I do not cease to remember her,
And the night distributes her in my dreams.

7. I swore to forget her and leave mentioning her
Until my bones disappear in the tomb.

8. O you who blame foolishness on an adulteress!
Yet I have disobeyed my infatuation insistently.

9. She surprised me at sunrise after we had parted
And approached from the occurrence of days.

10. She claimed that one's day grows dark
When there is no retreat for one isolated in dwellings.

11. If you have lied about what you told me
Then you have escaped the fate of Harith bin Hisham.

12. He left his loved ones to fight for them
And escaped with the head of Tmirra and his helmet.

13. Bare mountains crumbling into dust as if they are
Deer disappearing into the shadows of clouds.

14. Leaving the paths empty in the desert,
The pillars passed through harvested and implanted.

15. She filled both hips and winked at him,
While his loved ones lived in the worst of places.

16. And his father's sons and his comrades in battle
God helped those of Islam through him.

17. Grinding them, and God fulfilling His command,
A war whose blaze flickers with spears.

18. Had it not been for God and its circumstances, it would have left him
As prey for beasts and buried him in pits.

19. From every prisoner whose shackles are pulled,
A falcon when it meets the battalion.

20. And a heavily armed one who does not respond to any call
Until the summits of flags disappear.

21. With shame and manifest humiliation when they saw
The whites of swords leading every determination.

22. With my hands I provoke when he claims ancestry, he is not humiliated
By the lineage of the short Qays Aylam.

23. Whites when they meet iron are resolute
Like lightning beneath the shadows of every cloud.

24. They are not like Ya'mur when the hardened spears clash
And the horses neigh beneath every dark night.

25. So beware, you are truly from treacherous groups,
Bearing arms if war approaches, vile ones.

26. Leave nobility, your people are an accursed family,
Not from the children of Shijaa other than honorable ones.

27. From the loins of Majid Kindif their roots,
The whites of perfection sprouted through him.

28. And Murannih in whom the tongues flow openly
Like a wound other than opposing blemishes.