1. لا جادَ هَطّالُ السَحائِبِ بُقعَةً

    بِالغَورِ أَضحَت وَهيَ شَرُّ بِقاعِهِ

    May the clouds’ torrential rain never water a patch

    In al-Ghawr that has become the worst of its tracts.

  2. أَرضٌ تَضاعَفَ حَرُّها وَبَعوضُها

    في مَرجِها لَمّا حَلَلتُ بِقاعِهِ

    A land whose heat and mosquitoes doubled

    In its meadow when I lodged on its flat ground.

  3. وَخَلا الذُبابُ بِها فَلَيسَ بِبارِحٍ

    غَرِداً يَحُكُّ ذِراعَهُ بِذِراعِهِ

    And the fly had the place to itself and would not leave,

    Singing merrily, rubbing one arm against the other.