عوجوا المَطِيَّ عَلَيَّ ذا الأَكوارِ

عوجوا المَطِيَّ عَلَيَّ ذا الأَكوارِ

كَيما إِخَبِّرَكُم مِنَ الأَخبارِ

كَيما إِخَبِّرَكُم مِنَ الأَخبارِ

Turn the saddle-bearing camels toward me,

Urge on the swift camel, you who bear tidings,

So that I may tell you some news.

That you may inform us of the news.

إِنَّ الحَلالَ وَخَنزَراً وَلَدَتهُما

إِنَّ الحَلالَ وَخَنزَراً وَلَدَتهُما

أُمٌّ مُعامِسَةٌ عَلى الأَطهارِ

أُمٌّ مُعامِسَةٌ عَلى الأَطهارِ

Indeed, al-Halal and Khanzar were both born

Truly Halal and a pig she bore them -

To a mother who secretly took lovers between her menses.

A defiled mother, though seeming pure.

إِنَّ الحَيا وَلَدَت أَبي وَعُمومَتي

إِنَّ الحَيا وَلَدَت أَبي وَعُمومَتي

وَنَبَتُّ في سَبطِ الفُروعِ نُضارِ

وَنَبَتُّ في سَبطِ الفُروعِ نُضارِ

Indeed, al-Haya bore my father and my paternal uncles,

Truly the snake bore my father and my uncles,

And I grew in a straight-branched tree of pure stock.

And I sprang up in the tribe, a fresh shoot.

وَنَبَتَّ شَرَّ بَني تَميمٍ مَنصِباً

وَنَبَتَّ شَرَّ بَني تَميمٍ مَنصِباً

دَنِسَ المُروءَةِ ظاهِرَ الأَعيارِ

دَنِسَ المُروءَةِ ظاهِرَ الأَعيارِ

And you grew up the lowest-born of Tamim's sons,

And the worst scourge of the tribe of Temim sprang up,

Your manly virtue sullied, your disgraces plain.

Defiling honor, his evil plain to see.