وَوادٍ كَجَوفِ العَيرِ قَفرٍ قَطَعتُهُ

وَوادٍ كَجَوفِ العَيرِ قَفرٍ قَطَعتُهُ

تَرى السَقطَ في أَعلامِهِ كالكَراسِفِ

تَرى السَقطَ في أَعلامِهِ كالكَراسِفِ

And a barren valley, like an ass’s belly, I crossed;

Through a valley like the interior of a desert ship I passed,

And a valley like the belly of a wild ass, desolate, I traversed,

you see snow on its peaks like tufts of cotton.

You could see the twilight's banners like overturned boats.

Where you see the frost upon its landmarks like tufts of cotton.