لَعَمرُكَ ما في الأَرضِ لي مِن مُصاهِرٍ

لَعَمرُكَ ما في الأَرضِ لي مِن مُصاهِرٍ

وَلا نَسَبٍ يُدعى بِأَرضِ عُمانِ

وَلا نَسَبٍ يُدعى بِأَرضِ عُمانِ

By your life, I have no kinsman by marriage on earth,

By your life! I have no in-laws in the land

Nor any lineage claimed in the land of Oman.

Nor kin who is called to in Oman’s land.

وَلَكِنَّ أَهلَ الأَبطَحَينِ عَشيرَتي

وَلَكِنَّ أَهلَ الأَبطَحَينِ عَشيرَتي

بَنو كُلَّ فَيّاضِ اليَدَينِ هِجانِ

بَنو كُلَّ فَيّاضِ اليَدَينِ هِجانِ

But the people of the two Abtahs are my clan,

But the people of the valley plains are my tribe—

Sons of every man of pure lineage whose hands overflow with bounty.

The Bani Kilab of the open-handed and passionate.