1. My friend, if you meet the plateau or begin
You have the support of loyal friends if you cry vigorously

2. Ask the Most High where the evening was most faithful
My bags and extending of hands, did you sense Najd

3. For there is no heart for Najd that has become here
To the mountain of sand dunes hiding the cold

4. But the needs of the youth threw him
If he cannot find who to request them from

5. He called me from Najd, for its years
Played with us white hair, and we made it white stubbornly

6. May Allah water Najd, how can it leave this dew
Stingy, and the heat of the people, you think it a servant

7. Yet Najd dressed me in a garment
If an ignorant saw me, he would think me a servant

8. Blackness and morals of wool after
It showed me in Najd, smooth and wearing cold

9. And Najd, when the arrows of life were generous with it
I saw it stubborn and excellent shedding

10. May Allah water Najd from a spring and summer
And what more can you wish from a spring that watered Najd

11. Did you not see that the night shortens its length
In Najd and the stars increase its cold

12. Yes, it used to be a joy of living
And for the whites and youths an abode of praise