ما زال عنا قصعات اربع
مشهرين دأبا ذود ورجّع
Four bowls have never left us,
For two months, ceaselessly—drive away and send back;
عبداي وابناي وشيخ يرفع
كما يقوم الجمل المطبّع
My two slaves, my two sons, and an old man rising,
As a heavily laden camel gets to its feet.
Sol 6.1