هُوَ الطِرفُ لَم تُحشَش مَطِيٌّ بِمِثلِهِ

هُوَ الطِرفُ لَم تُحشَش مَطِيٌّ بِمِثلِهِ

وَلا أَنَسٌ مُستَوبِدُ الدارِ خائِفُ

وَلا أَنَسٌ مُستَوبِدُ الدارِ خائِفُ

He is the thoroughbred; no riding camels have been roused by his like,

He is the one whose steed none other can rival,

nor any fearful person finding his dwelling inhospitable.

Nor is there a companion residing in the abode, living in fear.