1. The breeze draws my heart when the breeze blows,
And my heart refuses it, except to waver.

2. Oh night of Najd, the night of Tihama is like you,
Breathe a breeze from you until you bring us closer.

3. Oh night of Najd, visit Tihama because of me,
And bring a heart tortured by love for you as a guest.

4. After I used to rise like a gazelle,
Walking east and west across people.

5. The wild cats see me more guided than their winds,
And more penetrating into the far and near crags.

6. I yearn for Najd, and Najd is near,
But God decreed that I be humbled and struggle.