أَحَقّاً أَتَانِي أَنَّ عَوْفَ بْنَ مَالِكٍ

بِبَطْنِ رَمَى يُهْدِي إليَّ القَوَافِيَا

Is it true that Auf bin Malik

With his stomach coming forth, sends me poetry?

أَبَانُوا أَخاهُمْ إذْ أَرَادُوا زِيَالهُ

بِأَسْوَاطِ قِدٍّ عَاقِدِينَ النَّوَاصِيَا

They showed their brotherhood when they wanted to humiliate him

With leather whips, grabbing him by the forelock.

فَأَجْمَعُ أَجْلاساً شِدَاداً يَسُوقُهَا

إلَيَّ إذَا رَاحَ الرِّعَاءُ رِعائِيَا

So I gather a group, violent, driving them

To me when the shepherds lead their flocks.