1. Can nights in Munaqqa ever return
As they once were, when we were all together

2. A time that brings back memories when recalled
Though now gone, never to return

3. How much yearning it stirs in my memory
And how many tears well up in my eyes

4. A time of harmony, no fear of discord
Though discord may now prevail

5. Blessed was its shade, sheltering me and my friends
Whether pious or wayward, all were one

6. My springtime still flows, my intercessor
From my youth pleads for favor still

7. Wandering in Baqee`, my robe trailing
For Baqee` will always be Baqee`

8. A homeland whose air and soil were sweet
As if spring itself dwelt there forever

9. No sorrows disturbed it, nothing marred
Its peace, safe from the storms of fate

10. I want no friend now to see my eyes
Filled with sorrow, setting in the west

11. Good and bad have both been revealed
All causes anguish in my heart

12. Each lovely scene that meets your eye
Is but a mirage, a desert dream

13. Every day has its hurts, veiled from sight
Though its beauty remains undimmed

14. When a land becomes strange to me
I cannot bear to leave its people

15. One friend is cold, another befriends
New places blossom where my tent is pitched

16. The saddle bears every mark of care
Yet the steed survives though strained and worn

17. It joins the brisk and slow-paced camels
Mournful, wending their measured way

18. The ignorant fool thinks that when I wander
Far away, I will be lost and undone

19. After the caravan sang my fame
Borne by heralds near and far

20. My renown endures among men who tried
To erase it, but it would not fade

21. The nights know my legacy will shine
Bright in their darkness, pure and clear

22. Arrogant is he who denies sunrise
Or the full moon rising, gleaming, bright

23. Ask the helpless coward, when song wakes him
How can he sleep through dawn's first light?

24. Why exalt myself if in our time
All that rouses me is cause for fright?

25. Had a fearful man survived by shunning risk
Faint-heartedness would not have died

26. Wretched is he who seeks life through submission
Death with honor is nobler than dread

27. Of old, love of life was but foolishness
Deceiving the minds of men like us

28. True glory is to dare a great deed
While others from its door recoil in fear

29. To brave the darkness for a chance
While birds of hope have fled in fright

30. To tell my soul "Go, break free of woes"
Where dawn rises from the gloom of night

31. To witness war's havoc, then return
My armor battered, pierced with spears

32. The leader finds him loyal and true
Obedient in all demands

33. Slow to do wrong, quick to do right
And when lightning flashes in his eyes

34. His speech pours down like heavy rain
Ours is a people who welcome death's draught

35. If we meet it with humility
He who reared me in wide plains

36. To seek lofty goals built me strong
Our wells run deep, unknown to foreigners

37. None can taint their pure undimming flow
Our swords make vile tongues fall silent

38. No shameful words can rise against us
Traditions we have kept intact

39. Our branches nourished on their root
This is the English translation of the Arabic poem you provided. Let me know if you need me to clarify or expand on any part of the translation.