نَفَرَت قُلوصي مِن حِجارَةِ حَرَّةٍ

بُنِيَت عَلى طَلقِ اليَدَينِ وَهوبِ

My heart recoiled from burning rocks

Built by my bare hands and panic

لا تَنفُري يا ناقَ مِنهُ فَإِنَّهُ

شَرّابُ خَمرٍ مِسعَرٌ لِحُروبِ

Do not shy, O she-camel, from him

For he is a wine-pourer, stirred for wars

لا يَبعُدَنَّ رَبيعَةُ بنُ مُكَدَّمٍ

وَسَقى الغَوادي قَبرَهُ بِذُنوبِ

Rabia ibn Mukaddam shall not be far

Who gave the valleys his grave and sins

لَولا السِفارُ وَبَعدُ خِرقٍ مَهمَهٍ

لَتَرَكتُها تَحبو عَلى العُرقوبِ

If not for the embassy and torn garment's breadth

I'd have let her yearn on the saddle

فَرَّ الفَوارِسُ مِن رَبيعَةَ بَعدَما

نَجاهُمُ مِن غَمرَةِ المَكروبِ

The horsemen fled from Rabia after

He saved them from the flood of distress

يَدعو عَلِيّاً حينَ أَسلَمَ ظَهرَهُ

فَلَقَد دَعَوتَ هُناكَ غَيرَ مُجيبِ

He invokes Ali when he submitted his back

So you did invoke there unanswered

نِعمَ الفَتى أَدى نُبَيشَةُ رَحلَهُ

يَومَ الكُدَيدِ نُبَيشَةُ بنُ حَبيبِ

What a fine lad performed his journey

Nubaysha son of Habib on the Kudayd day