1. سلِ الزهورَ الغوافي في مَخابيها

    عن غادةِ الهَضْبةِ العَذْرا وشاديها

    Ask the flowers slumbering in their hiding places

    About the maiden of the virgin plateau and her singer,

  2. عن الليالي البكارى في صبابتها

    عن الأماني العذارى في تَصابيها

    About the virgin nights in their ardor,

    About the virgin wishes in their youthful play.

  3. سلْ سُنبلَ الحقل، سلْ عنا زنابقَهُ

    سلِ الكرومَ، وسلْ عنا دواليها

    Ask the field's ears of grain; ask its lilies about us.

    Ask the vineyards, and ask their grapevines about us.

  4. سلْ هضبةَ الأملِ المنشودِ كم رقصتْ

    بها القلوبُ، وكم زفَّتْ أغانيها!

    Ask the plateau of longed-for hope how often there danced

    Hearts upon her, and how often she led her songs in bridal procession!

  5. وكم تألَّق عُرْسانا بغابتِها

    وكم تضاحكَ قلْبانا بواديها

    And how often our two weddings shone in her forest,

    And how often our two hearts laughed together in her valley,

  6. وعانق الحلمُ في تَحنانِهِ حلُمًا

    على الروابي السكارى في ضواحيها

    And the dream, in its tender longing, embraced a dream

    Upon the drunken knolls on her outskirts.

  7. كنّا على ثغرها الضحّاكِ أغنيةً

    يزفُّها الفجر في ضاحي مغانيها

    We were a song upon her ever-laughing lips,

    Dawn bore it in bridal procession through her sunlit haunts.

  8. عصفورتان لنا في الغاب زقزقةٌ

    سلْ غافياتِ الرَّوابي عن معانيها

    Two sparrows, with a chirping of our own in the woods—

    Ask the sleepers of the knolls about its meanings.

  9. وكان للهضْبَةِ العذراءِ أمنيةٌ

    بشاعرَيْها، فخابتْ في أمانيها

    And the virgin plateau had a wish

    For her two poets—but her hopes were dashed.

  10. لَهْفي على القمَّةِ البيضاءِ غافيةً

    مثلَ البتولةِ في أحضان غاويها

    Alas for the white summit, slumbering

    Like a virgin in the arms of her seducer.

  11. لهفي عليها فلا الأحلام تُؤنِسُها

    ولا رواقصُ عُرسَيْنا تغنِّيها

    Alas for her, for no dreams keep her company,

    Nor do the dancers of our two weddings sing to her.

  12. هبطتُها أمسِ، لم ألقَ على فمها

    ذاك النشيدَ ولم تبسمْ روابيها

    I descended to her yesterday; I did not find upon her lips

    That song, nor did her knolls smile.

  13. كأنما لم أكن شادي صنَوبَرِها

    فتّانَ زنْبقِها، غاوي أقاحيها

    As though I had never been the singer of her pines,

    The enchanter of her lilies, the seducer of her daisies,

  14. كأنما لم أكن حلْمًا وزقزقةً

    ورقصةَ المرجةِ الخضرا وحاديها!

    As though I had never been a dream and a chirping,

    And the green meadow's dance and its chanting guide!

  15. ورعشةَ الزنبقِ الغافي بمضجعه

    وهمسةَ الحبِّ تهفو من سواقيها

    And the tremor of the lily slumbering in its bed,

    And a whisper of love wafting from her watercourses.

  16. عادت إلى الأرض، يا عليا، عرائسها

    وافترَّ ثغرُ الأقاحي في مخابيها

    Back to the earth, O Alya, have come her brides,

    And the daisies' lips parted in a smile in their hiding places.

  17. وعاد نيسانُ للوادي عروستِهِ

    يلهو على صدرها حينًا ويلهيها

    And April returned to the valley, his bride,

    Frolicking awhile upon her breast and amusing her.

  18. في مقلتيها رشاشٌ من مدامعه

    ومن أزاهره طيبٌ على فِيها

    In her eyes is a spray of his tears,

    And fragrance from his blossoms lies upon her lips.