1. Her feet set out for God become purified
So her resolve succeeded and her returning

2. A caller to yearning for the sacred rites
The dust of it a cure for eyes with rheum

3. You rode the panic in every dark pass
As if its vapors were abundant bounty on your palms

4. It had veiled the face of the horizon as if
Its sides were joined and its clouds

5. As if the green of the darkness outshone its sky
And its shooting stars flow upon it

6. As if the castles of ships had extended its atmosphere
With a wing by which its eagle seeks the sky

7. So those ships of land cleave the emptiness
And no darkness unless its mirage appears

8. As if the Pleiades snatch prey from it
Its remoteness from it and estrangement saw goodness

9. I augured good when it was overflowing with landmarks
For the signs of bliss are its kohl

10. And the submerger of flags its wolf frightens
Its crow fears estrangement from it

11. The hider of traces from every traveler
Who marches with the heart of an army and fears it

12. As if its gloom did not travel in it are its stars
Nor the veil of its sun by day drawn

13. So you did not stop until you attained what you sought of tombs
And you were given good news this Yathrib and its dwellings