يَا زَمَانَ الرِّضَا لَنَا هَلْ تَعُودُ

وَلأَيَّامِ وَصْلِنَا هَلْ تُعِيدُ

Oh time of our contentment, will you return

And repeat our days of union?

وَعُهُودُ الحِمىَ كَمَا قَدْ عَهِدْنَا

حَبَذا لَوْ تَكُونُ تِلْكَ العُهُودُ

May the pacts of protection be as we knew them-

How excellent, if those pacts remained!

كَمْ نَعِيمٍ لَنَا بِنُعْمَى تَقَضَّى

بِوصَالٍ قَدْ غَابَ عَنْهُ الحَسُودُ

What blessings we had in the favors fulfilled

By a union from which the envious fled!

يَا أُهَيْلَ الحِمَى حَلَلْتُمْ بِقَلْبِي

جَنَّةً لِلغَرَامِ فِيهَا وَقُودُ

O tribespeople of the protected lands, you have pitched

In my heart a garden for love with ample fuel.