1. You spoke of the slopes of Aghq and its dwellings
Speak, when you speak of its inhabitants

2. Stop at Al-Matiyya, perhaps we may be healed
By what was lost from it of homeland soil

3. O you wearing the garments of breeze from the heat
And smeared with perfume from its sand dunes

4. And embracing the youthful morning breeze in its basin
And masked by the fragrance of Thuwan's soil

5. And relating a supported narration
About that pastureland and its neighbors

6. You were greeted by one who delights in his talk
And the scattering of the lost radiates from its valleys

7. You revived in us every longing dead one
And restored in him the soul to its body

8. And conveyed from the people of the sand dune a message
And I see the breeze spreading it with its tongue

9. And it says that they, as I left them
From the days of ardour and its time