1. From where do I begin talking about the homeland
And for whom do I compose the story of remembrance, for whom

2. From where, and the glories shine in my blood
A light from memories that shortens time

3. From where, and faith flows its sweet river
Washing away the sadness within us

4. From where do I begin talking while my night
Refuses my eyes from approaching drowsiness

5. From where, while yearnings swear they
Will keep watering me with remembering and sadness

6. From where while time quickly passes me
With its forehead bleeding with farewell

7. So from the beginning when we were born we started
On life's short journey to the shroud

8. They said begin with describing Mecca, it
Contains the light of guidance and reassurance

9. Start with the Ancient House for it is
A dwelling for those who found no dwelling in this life

10. And go on with your poetry spreading
The light of guidance between your secret and the open

11. So I answered them: Thank you I will start from here
From our fertile land from this homeland

12. From the sanctuary God raised its structure
And protected its protection from the mischief of tribulations

13. I will start from the station of its Prophet
Reciting God's book following the Sunnah

14. I will start from the station of His friend
From the stone of Ismail from the corner of Yemen

15. She said: You have reached Najd and the sanctuary
I said rejoice we have surpassed the embrace

16. Or did you not find any pleasure in its sights
Or see the beauty of its graceful deer

17. Or see the flags of glory that
Fluttered freeing souls from weakness

18. Why do I see you reducing my feelings
Forgetting that my heart is hostage to you

19. This is your country, God protected it from
Polytheism and the disgrace of idolatry

20. Its solid mountains bowed to it so the mighty
Did not humiliate nor did the forts surrender

21. And its city held on to the melody of its loyalty
To the Chosen One and all those who settled in it

22. And its gardens shone over the sands
In its palm determination of its valiant knight

23. And its Tubuk and Asir and
The green Bahah sung to you infatuated

24. And its Lail held on to the nightingales of its splendor
So the garden of love shook and talents rose high

25. And its Ahsa flared up with its palm trees
A beauty quenching poetry about Qais and Oun

26. And I presented you Jazan the bride and Hafr Al-Batin
Reciting its steps and master of every art

27. This is your country its heart is open
So it is the one who does not complain of narrowness of chest

28. I draw a scented rose
From it and plant it on the lip of time

29. And compose poetry that if its words took form
It would say I am the loving fascinated one

30. And it would keep raising its voice impersonating
Wisdom and good words

31. This is your country its religion deeply rooted
In its heart and glory stored in it

32. In its good land guidance resides
For principles are like buds they nestle

33. It is the landing place of Quran under its banner
It marched with God's help crossing tribulations

34. It was raised on the guidance of God so its spirit
Rises with it and with its spirit the body rises high

35. The two Imams paved the way so its knowledge
Obliterates misguidance, and its sword obliterates strife

36. And the falcon of glory carried it so it gathered
What discord had scattered from it

37. And clarified it from the heresy of passions
And polytheism and feeble compromised words

38. In it is authenticity a lofty palm tree
That observers did not belittle and did not weaken

39. So its blessed fruit is its nourishment
And its drink from the water of Zamzam and milk