مَرَّ الحُمولُ وَما شَأونَكَ نَقرَةً

مَرَّ الحُمولُ وَما شَأونَكَ نَقرَةً

وَلَقَد أَراكَ تُشاءُ بِالأَظعانِ

وَلَقَد أَراكَ تُشاءُ بِالأَظعانِ

The laden camels passed and did not grieve you a whit;

The caravan passed while you cared not,

yet indeed I see you saddened by the women in their litters,

Though I saw you desire playing the flute -

تَحتَ الخُدورِ وَما لَهُنَّ بَشاشَةٌ

تَحتَ الخُدورِ وَما لَهُنَّ بَشاشَةٌ

أُصُلاً خَوارِجَ مَن قَفا نَعمانِ

أُصُلاً خَوارِجَ مَن قَفا نَعمانِ

beneath the curtains, with no cheerfulness in them,

Beneath the tents where the women lacked gaiety,

in the late afternoon, emerging from behind Naʿmān.

Being originally dissenters from the tribe of Na'man.