سلام ما قبيلي بيذرا شعير

ويملى لك المتبان

Greetings, my tribe is not planting barley

And he dictates analysts to you

وما فوق مرجو يزبط جعير

وما غرد الدشمان

And above the pasture is set on fire

And the enemies did not sing

وما سرحوا للبتول الفطير

إلى سابلة سعوان

And they did not roam to the chaste virgin

To Sabla Saawan

وما قاع حوشان الافيح مطير

وما خربت عمران

And the valley of houses did not rain heavily

And civilization did not get ruined

إلى من قوامه إذا انوى يسير

يقطى له المران

To those whose stance, when intending to walk

The meadows are cut for him

تقل عاد معه في مكانه خبير

وهو يسرح الحرقان

You say his companion returned to his place, an expert

And he releases the burning

أو الا تقل قد ذفل في السرير

معه كرس في الديوان

Or do you not say he withered on the bed

With him a bowl in the diwan

وبشر على هو خرج لك بعاع

أو الا معك معلوف

And rejoice, he went out to you with a cane

Or else do you have supplies

طلى ذو سرى ثربته كالقراع

وصوفه قدوه منتوف

The one with the hidden pain, his spun wool like a pumpkin

And his wool, a tailored garment