إِلَيكَ اِبنَ موسى الجودِ أَعمَلتُ ناقَتي

مُجَلَّلَةً يَضفو عَلَيها جِلالُها

To you, son of generous Musa, I adorned my she-camel

Bedecked, his majesty sheds light upon her

كَتومُ الوَجى لا تَشتَكي أَلَمَ السُرى

سَواءٌ عَلَيها مَوتُها وَاِعتِلالُها

Silent in distress, she does not complain of the hardship of travel

It's all the same to her, whether she lives or ails

إِذا شَرِبَت أَبصَرَت ما جَوفُ بَطنِها

وَإِن ظَمِئَت لَم يَبدُ مِنها هُزالُها

When she drinks, she sees the inside of her stomach

And when thirsty, no emaciation shows in her

وَإِن حَمَلَت حِملاً تَكَلَّفتُ حِملَها

وَإِن حُطَّ عَنها لَم أَقُل كَيفَ حالُها

If I load her, I take care of her burden

And if unloaded, I don't ask how her condition is

بَعَثنا بِها تَسمو العُيونُ وَراءَها

إِلَيكَ وَما يُخشى عَلَيها كَلالُها

We sent her, eyes follow her in wonder

To you, and no fatigue is feared for her

وَغَنّى مُغَنِّياً بَصِوتٍ فَشاقَني

مَتى راجِعٌ مِن أُمِّ عَمرٍو خَيالُها

A singer sang, his voice hurt me

When will the phantom of Umm Amr return?

أُحِبُّ لَكُم قَيسَ بنَ عَيلانَ كُلُّها

وَيُعجِبُني فُرسانُها وَرِجالُها

I love you, all of Qais ibn Ailan

And his horsemen and men impress me

وَما لِيَ لا أَهوى بَقاءَ قَبيلَةٍ

أَبوكَ لَها بَدرٌ وَأَنتَ هِلالُها

Why wouldn't I love the survival of a tribe

Whose full moon is your father, and you its crescent?