وَكَأَنَّ نُمرُقَتي فُوَيقَ مُوَلَّعٍ

وَكَأَنَّ نُمرُقَتي فُوَيقَ مُوَلَّعٍ

يَرعى الدَكادِكَ مِن جَنوبِ قَطانا

يَرعى الدَكادِكَ مِن جَنوبِ قَطانا

And it is as though my saddle cushion were just above a mottled wild bull,

Grazing the low sandy hills south of Qaṭānā.