1. أَنا يا اِبنَ سَيفَي يَعرُبٍ سَيفُكَ الَّذي

    إِذا شِمتَهُ لَم يَنبُ وَاِخبرهُ تَعلَمِ

    I am, O son of Yaʿrub’s two swords, your sword that

    never fails to cut when you draw it; test it, and you will know.

  2. هَجَرتُ إِلَيكَ الأَقرَبينَ مهاجِراً

    وَلَم أَرضَ أرضاً كُلُّ ساكِنِها عَمِ

    I forsook my closest kin, migrating to you,

    and would not accept a land whose every inhabitant is blind.

  3. فَعارٌ عَلى العَياءِ سكنايَ بَلدَةً

    كَبَلدَةِ عالي الأُفقِ مِن دونِ أَنجُمِ

    So it would shame even ineloquence for me to dwell in a town

    like the lofty horizon’s realm, devoid of stars.

  4. فَلَو أَنَّ غيلاناً حَوَتهُ دِيارُها

    تغَنّى بِمَيَّ بَينَهُم غَيرَ معجمِ

    For had its dwellings sheltered Ghaylan,

    he would have sung of Mayy among them without obscurity.