1. O abode, where have the dwellers gone
And after us, the ruins have become their home

2. Yesterday, the antelopes were your friends
And today, the crows are in your yards

3. O Abila's abode, where did its people camp
When they departed on their camels and were gone

4. The sandy plains weep, and so do the thickets
For the solitude that befell these ruins

5. O abode, the souls of homes are their people
So when they leave, their bodies weep and moan

6. My friend, ask the quarter of Abila, and try hard
If that abandoned neighborhood still has a tongue

7. O Abila, the union lasted through nights
Until, after it, separation befell us

8. I wish the homes would tell someone who asks
Where their people have settled with their clans

9. O bird, you stay up grieving for your friends
Crying in bewilderment and all alone

10. Had you been like me, you wouldn't wear motley
Of beauty, nor would branches sway with you

11. Where is the sincere, whose heart is filled
With the blazing fires of love and passion?

12. Show me your wing, and borrow my ever-flowing
Tears, so you can fly, asking of Abila

13. If one like me can ever take to flight