أَلا طَرَقَتنا بِالمُوَقَّرِ شَعفَرُ

وَمِن دونِ مَسراها قُديدٌ وَعَزوَرُ

Lo—Sha‘far visited us by night at al-Muwaqqar,

with Qudayd and ‘Azwar lying across the path of her night journey,

بِوادٍ يَمانٍ نازِحٍ جُلُّ نَبتِهِ

غَضىً وَأَراكٌ يَنضَحُ الماءَ أَخضَرُ

from a far-off Yemeni valley, most of whose growth

is ghadā and arāk, green, with water welling from it.