أَراكَ زَنيماً إِذا تَعَرَّضتَ لَيلَةً

لِأُدمِ رِماحٍ أَو لِغُزلانِ أَزنَما

I see you as a coward whenever you face

A night of lances or a herd of gazelles

غَنائِمُ قَومٍ سَوفَ يَنهَبُها الرَدى

فَلا تَدنُ مِنها وَاِجعَل النُسكَ مُغنَما

The spoils of a people soon snatched by fate

So do not go near them or make piety your gain

يُرَنِّمنَ بِالدُرِّ الثَمينِ مَسامِعاً

وَيَزجرنَ لِلبَينِ السَوامَ المُزَنَّما

They murmur with precious pearls to hearings

And deter the bold horses, adorned

وَلَمّا تَناءَت بَلدَةٌ عَنَمِيَّةٌ

مِن الغَورِ أَبدَينَ البَنانَ المُعَنَّما

And when a lofty village appeared

From the caves, she showed banners adorned

يُرينَ عَلى ما لَيسَ يُمكِنُ قُدرَةً

وَيَعمَلنَ في كَيدِ الفَوارِسِ هِنَّما

They show what power cannot achieve

And they work in the guile of knights, annoyed

لَدى سَمُراتِ الحَيِّ غادَرنَ سامِراً

وَخَيَّمنَ لِلنَومِ الرَفيعَ المُنَمنَما

Beside the thickets of life, they left a companion

And pitched for sleep sublime, embroidered

جِنانٌ وَرُضوانُ الَّذي هُوَ مالِكٌ

لَها عَنكَ يَنفي مالِكاً وَجَهَنَّما

Gardens and bliss which He owns

Banishes for you an owner and Hellfire

حَلُمنَ وَجُنَّ الحَليُ مِن فَرطِ لَهجَةٍ

فَوَسوَسَ مِن تَحتِ الثِيابِ وَهَينَما

They dreamed, and dreams of imagination from an overflow of passion

Whispered from beneath clothes and tossed

وَقَد صَمَتَت أَحجالُها عَن تَرَنُّمٍ

وَأَعيا غَريقاً كُظَّ أَن يَتَرَنَّما

And their imaginations fell silent from murmuring

And the drowned struggled not to murmur

فَلا تَبكِ جَمَلاً إِن رَأَيتَ جِمالَها

تَسَنَّمنَ مِن رَملِ الغَضا ما تُسُنَّما

So do not cry for camels if you see their perfection

Climbing the smooth sands whatever they climb