وَهاجِرَةٍ يا عَزَّ يَلتَفُّ حَرُّها

وَهاجِرَةٍ يا عَزَّ يَلتَفُّ حَرُّها

بِرُكبانِها مِن حَيثُ لَيُّ العَمائِمِ

بِرُكبانِها مِن حَيثُ لَيُّ العَمائِمِ

Many a scorching noon, O ʿAzz—its heat coils round

And on many a scorching noon, O ‘Azz, whose heat coils

the riders wherever their turbans give no shelter—

around its riders where their turbans are wound,

نَصَبتُ لَها وَجهِيَ وَعَزَّةُ تَتَّقي

نَصَبتُ لَها وَجهِيَ وَعَزَّةُ تَتَّقي

بِجِلبابِها وَالسِترِ لَفحَ السَمائِمِ

بِجِلبابِها وَالسِترِ لَفحَ السَمائِمِ

I held my face up to it, while ʿAzza shielded herself

I exposed my face to it, while ‘Azza shielded herself

with her outer cloak and veil from the scorching desert winds.

with her cloak and veil from the searing blast of hot winds.