1. Beyond Najd do I yearn for the valleys, though
I shun the landmarks my people frequent.

2. A refuge where the misfortunes of fate are barred
And nothing grieves the heart but sorrow's lament.

3. No joy in it lasts for the newcomer, save
It ends with the mourning women's bereavement.

4. No reveller in it spends the night in pleasure
Drinking away, yet wakes with no repentance.