ركبٌ يجوبون الفلا بنجائبٍ

عُنِيَتْ بنصٍّ دائمٍ وعنيقِ

They ride around the dunes in litters

Keen on an ancient, lasting text

فحثثتُها والحيُّ قد نزلوا منىً

ذكرَ الحجيجِ لياليَ التشريق

I urged them while the living descended from me

Speaking of pilgrims on the days of stoning

تسري بكلِّ فتىً كأنَّ رداءَهْ

خَضِلاً بأدْمُعُهِ رداءُ غريق

It moves with every young man as if his cloak

Damp with his tears is the cloak of one who drowned

يتنازعون على الرحالِ حديثَهُمُ

كتنازعِ الندماءِ كأسَ رحيق

They compete over saddlebags, their talk

Like the competition of wild cows over a drink

رُمْدُ العيونِ كأنما عبراتُهُمْ

دُرٌّ تحَدَّرَ من فُصوص عقيق

The flowing of their eyes as if their tears

Were pearls descending from carnelian gems