جَرى بِعِنانِ السابِقَينِ كِلَيهِما

أَبو حَنَشٍ جَريَ الجَوادِ المُضَمَّرِ

The two racers ran with slackened reins,

Abu Hanash urging on his dappled steed,

وَما الخَيلُ تَجري حينَ تَجري بِمالِكٍ

وَلَكِنَّما يَجري المُعَلّى بِمُنذِرِ

Yet horses run not by their rider's will,

But by the urging of the jockey seated high.

لِآلِ المُعَلّى قُبَّةٌ يَبتَنونَها

بِأَيدي كِرامٍ رَفَّعوها بِعَرعَرِ

For the family of Al-Mu'alla a dome they built

With hands of generous men who raised it high.

إِذا سَمَكوها بِالمُعَلّى تَضَمَّنَت

رَبيعَةَ طُرّاً خائِفينَ وَمُعتَري

When they hoist the Mu'alla it shelters them,

A nesting dove, fearful, seeking refuge nigh.

سَبَقتُم إِلى الإِسلامِ حينَ هَداكُمُ

بِهِ اللَهُ إِذ يَهدي لَهُ كُلَّ مُبصِرِ

You led the way to Islam when God guided you,

For God guides to the truth each prudent seer.

أَخَذتُم لِعَبدِ القَيسِ عِندَ مُحَمَّدٍ

نَجاةً مِنَ المُستَوقِدِ المُتَسَعِّرِ

For Abd al-Qais you obtained from Muhammad

Salvation from the raging, flaming fire.

وَكُنتُم مَتى ما تَرحَلوا لَم تَنَلكُمُ

يَدا رَبَعِيٍّ مَدَّ أَو مُتَمَضِّرِ

When you traveled, no grasping hands waylaid you,

No brigand dared accost you drawing near.

رَأَيتَ بَني الجارودِ يُغلونَ ما اِشتَرَوا

مِنَ الحَمدِ ما يَغلو عَلى كُلِّ مُشتَري

You saw the tribe of Jarud exaggerate

The praise they bought until no buyer could bear.

وَما لِبَني الجارودِ أَن لا يُرى لَهُم

عَلى الناسِ مَجدٌ فَرعُهُ لَم يُقَصِّرِ

Yet why should Jarud's sons not win renown

With branches reaching out, no failure here?