1. The home of Najd and its people has drifted far from us,
To a foreign land, like a crack in solid rock.

2. It's said that giving up hope cures love's agony,
Yet my malady, despair itself cannot heal.

3. A home where I shared the bloom of my youth,
And left behind dear brothers, noble friends.

4. When thoughts of them cross my heart now and then,
I am distraught, speechless, words cannot convey.