وسُمرٍ عَوالٍ زيَّنَتها أكُفُّهم

فقد حَسَدَت منها الكُعوبَ اللهاذِمُ

With bracelets that adorn their wrists they came,

Making the high dunes burn green with envy.

إِذا عقلوها خِلنَهُم مُتَوَشِّحِى

سُلُوخٍ وفى الأَيمَانِ منهم أراقُم

When reason visits them they don their robes,

Heroes - yet when betrayed, lavish with blood.

تلوحُ نجوماً فى النّحورِ غُروبُها

إذَا جَنَّها ليلٌ مع النّقعِ قاتمُ

In their breasts the fading stars of dusk,

Quenched by darkest night and heavy dew.