وأشعثَ مثلُ أهلِ النارِ ثاوٍ

بأخضرَ كلُّ شطٍّ منهُ جَنّهْ

With disheveled hair like the people of Hell athirst,

Every green shore of his has its own paradise,

على يُمناهُ أحداقٌ صغارٌ

ترامى الماءُ عنها قد أجنّهْ

On his right hand are slender bushes

From which water pours as if from a fountain.

فيُرسلُها إليه وهي درعٌ

وتأتيهِ وقد مُلئتْ أسنّهْ

He sends them to it, and it is a breastplate,

And it comes to him having filled up its vessels.