وَما أَروى وَإِن كَرُمَت عَلَينا

وَما أَروى وَإِن كَرُمَت عَلَينا

بِأَدنى مِن مُؤَقَّفَةٍ حَرونِ

بِأَدنى مِن مُؤَقَّفَةٍ حَرونِ

And Arwa, though she is dear to us,

Though you give us to drink in plenty

Is no nearer than a stubborn gazelle with banded legs.

From but a single pool the Hernûn