يا دارَ ماوِيَّةَ بِالحائِلِ

فَالسُهبِ فَالخَبتَينِ مِن عاقِلِ

O house in Mawiyya, in Al-Hail,

Surrounded by plains and Khabtain hill,

صُمَّ صَداها وَعَفا رَسمُها

وَاِستَعجَمَت عَن مَنطِقِ السائِلِ

It is silent, its traces have vanished,

And it no longer speaks to the questioner.

قولا لِدودانَ عَبيدِ العَصا

ما غَرَّكُم بِالأَسَدِ الباسِلِ

Say to the worms, servants of the stick:

Why did the valiant lion enthral you?

قَد قَرَّتِ العَينانِ مِن مالِكٍ

وَمِن بَني عَمروٍ وَمِن كاهِلِ

My eyes have been soothed by Malik

And the clans of Amr, and Kahil,

وَمِن بَني غَنمِ بنِ دودانَ إِذ

نَقذِفُ أَعلاهُم عَلى السافِلِ

And the clan of Ghanam son of Dudan when

We hurl their chiefs down on the lowly.

نَطعُنُهُم سُلكى وَمَخلوجَةً

كَرَّكَ لَأمَينِ عَلى نابِلِ

We stab them with thin, fine spears,

As the swift she-camel stabs the roebuck.

إِذ هُنَّ أَقساطٌ كَرِجلِ الدَبى

أَو كَقَطا كاظِمَةَ الناهِلِ

They were like slices of the hyena's foot,

Or a wild cat gulping its drink greedily,

حَتّى تَرَكناهُم لَدى مَعرَكِ

أَرجُلِهِم كَالخَشَبِ الشائِلِ

Until we left them in the midst of battle,

Their feet like shifting sand.

حَلَّت لِيَ الخَمرُ وَكُنتُ اِمرَأً

عَن شُربِها في شُغُلٍ شاغِلِ

Wine was made lawful for me, and I was a man

Too busy to drink it.

فَاليَومَ أُسقى غَيرَ مُستَحقِبٍ

إِثماً مِنَ اللَهِ وَلا واغِلِ

Today I will drink without sin

From God, and without blame.