راحَت رَواحاً قَلوصي وَهي حامِدَةٌ

راحَت رَواحاً قَلوصي وَهي حامِدَةٌ

آلَ الزُبَيرِ وَلَم تَعدِل بِهم أَحَدا

آلَ الزُبَيرِ وَلَم تَعدِل بِهم أَحَدا

My young she-camel set off at evening, praising

My she-camel went away, a stout Qalwashi she was,

The family of al-Zubayr, deeming no one their equal.

Of Zubair's clan, yet she bore none their equal,

راحَت بِسِتّينَ وَسقاً في حَقيبَتِها

راحَت بِسِتّينَ وَسقاً في حَقيبَتِها

ما حُمِّلَت حَملَها الأَدنى وَلا السَدَدا

ما حُمِّلَت حَملَها الأَدنى وَلا السَدَدا

She departed with sixty camel-loads in her saddlebag,

Sixty measures she bore in her saddlebags,

Laden with neither her lightest load nor a middling one.

Not loaded lightly, nor overburdened.

ما إِن رَأَيتُ قلوصاً قَبلَها حَمَلَت

ما إِن رَأَيتُ قلوصاً قَبلَها حَمَلَت

سِتّينَ وَسقاً وَلا جابَت بِهم بَلَدا

سِتّينَ وَسقاً وَلا جابَت بِهم بَلَدا

Never before her had I seen a young she-camel carry

Never before saw I a Qalwashi camel bear

Sixty camel-loads, or traverse a land with them.

Sixty measures, or roam in lands so distant,

ذاكَ القِرى لا قِرى قَوم رَأَيتُهُم

ذاكَ القِرى لا قِرى قَوم رَأَيتُهُم

يَقرونَ ضَيفَهُمُ الملويَّةَ الجُدَدا

يَقرونَ ضَيفَهُمُ الملويَّةَ الجُدَدا

That is hospitality—not the hospitality of people I have seen

Those settlements - no clan's settlements - I saw

Serving their guest new, twisted whips.

Receiving guests, new abodes of comfort.