1. O my two friends, water the faded green of the meadow,
Where the hill slopes down and the clouds begin to rumble.

2. And O companion of the two encampments, I greeted an encampment,
When I was far from you and the thunder began with you.

3. You are the one whose soil heals my heart,
Because I am used to it, though passion makes me sick.

4. If you call me to Najd, I will leave it and those in it,
And if you settle me in Najd, how excellent is Najd!

5. I have fulfilled my passions, except the affection
For friends - I have not yet fulfilled that.

6. And if the day of the promise to meet us is near,
Then do not blame me if I say "When is the promise?"