حَمراءُ تامِكَةُ السَنامِ كَأَنَّها

جَمَلٌ بِهَودَجِ أَهلِهِ مَظعونُ

The red-haired she-camel, her howdah high upon her,

Is like a ship where folk their goods have stored.

جادَت بِها عِندَ الوَداعِ يَمينُهُ

كِلتا يَدَي عُمرِ الغَداةِ يَمينُ

When we rode forth she stretched her neck in yearning

Toward the right hand of morning time out-poured.

تَاللَهِ أَعطى مِثلَها في مِثلِهِ

إِلّا كَريمِ الخيمِ أَو مَجنونُ

By God, none ever gave the like of her,

Save noble prince or passionate love-lorn.