1. أَمَا وَرَبِّ العَادِيَاتِ ضَبحَا

    حَقّاً وَرَبِّ المُورِياتِ قَدحَا

    Lo, by the Lord of the panting steeds,

    Truly, by the Lord of those that strike sparks,

  2. إنَّ المُغِيراتِ عَلَيَّ صُبحا

    والنَّاكِئَاتِ مِن فُؤَادي قَرحَا

    Indeed, those that raid me at dawn,

    And those that reopen a wound in my heart,

  3. عَشرُ لَيَالٍ بَينَهُنَّ صَبحَا

    يَجلُفنَ مالي كُلَّ عَامٍ صَبحَا

    Are ten nights, with a morning among them;

    They strip away my wealth each year at dawn.