قِف بِالطَلولِ الدارِساتِ بِلَعلَعِ

وَاِندُب أَحِبَّتَنا بِذاكَ البَلقَعِ

Stand by the abandoned abodes at Al-Lal'a

And mourn our loved ones in that Al-Balqa'

قِف بِالدِيارِ وَناجِها مُتَعَجِّباً

مِنها بِحُسنِ تَلَطُّفٍ بِتَفَجُّعِ

Stand by the dwellings and converse with them amazed

At their elegance and fine tenderness in grief

عَهدي بِمِثلي عِندَ بانِكَ قاطِفاً

ثَمَرَ الخُدودِ وَوَردَ رَوضٍ أَينَعِ

My days with the like of you near your dunes, plucking

The fruits of cheeks and a meadow's choicest roses

كُلَّ الَّذي يَرجو نَوالَكَ أُمطِروا

ما كانَ بَرقُكَ خُلَّباً إِلّا مَعي

May those who hope for your rains be watered

Your lightning illuminated none but me

قالَت نَعَم قَد كانَ ذاكَ المُلتَقى

في ظِلِّ أَفناني بِأَخصَبِ مَوضِعِ

She said "Yes, that meeting was

In the shade of my branches, at the most fertile place"

إِذ كانَ بَرقي مِن بُروقِ مَباسِمٍ

وَاليَومَ بَرقي لَمعُ هذا اليَرمَعِ

For my lightning then was of smiling flashes

While today my lightning is but a slight glare

فَاِعتُب زَماناً ما لَنا مِن حيلَةٍ

في دَفعِهِ ما ذَنبُ مَنزِلِ لَعلَعِ

So blame time, for we've no power

To stop it - what's the fault of Lal'a's dwellings?

فَعَذَرتُها لَمّا سَمِعتُ كَلامَها

تَشكو كَما أَشكو بِقَلبٍ موجَعِ

I pardoned her when I heard her words

Lamenting as I lament with an aching heart

وَسَأَلتُها لَمّا رَأَيتُ رُبوعَها

مَسرى الرِياحِ الذارِياتِ الأَربَعِ

And I asked her when I saw her meadows

The path of the four winds blowing

هَل أَخبَرَتكِ رِياحُهُم بِمَقيلِهِم

قالَت نِعمَ قالوا بِذاتِ الأَجرَعِ

Did the winds inform you of their resting place?

She said "Yes, they said it was at Al-Ajra'"

حَيثُ الخِيامُ البيضِ تَشرُقُ لِلَّذي

تَحويهِ مِن تِلكَ الشُموسِ الطُلَّعِ

Where the white tents rise for those

Who occupy them under those brilliant suns