شَجا أَظعانُ غاضِرَةَ الغوادي
بِغَيرِ مَشورَةٍ عَرَضًا فُؤادي
The green fields of Ghāḍira grieved
Without consulting me, my heart was exposed
أَغاضِرَ لَو شَهِدتِ غَداةَ بِنتُم
جنُوءَ العائِداتِ عَلى وِسادي
If only you had witnessed, O Ghāḍira, the morning
The doves returned to my pillow
أُوَيتِ لِعاشِقٍ لَم تَشكُميهِ
نَوَافِذُهُ تَلَذَّعُ بِالزَنَادِ
My abode became for a lover you did not fault
Its windows dripping with dew
وَيومَ الخَيلِ قَد سَفَرَت وَكَفَّت
رداءَ العَصبِ عَن رَتَلٍ بُرادِ
And the day the horses journeyed and stopped
Removing the veil of kin from a caravan of camels
وَعَن نَجلاءَ تَدمَعُ في بَيَاضٍ
إِذا دَمَعَت وَتَنظُرُ في سَوادِ
And Najlā’ weeps with white tears
When she weeps and looks into the darkness
وَعَن مُتَكغاوِسٍ في العَقصِ جَثلٍ
أَثيثِ النَّبتِ ذي عُذَرٍ جَعادِ
And Mutakkawis in the meadow, a graceful gazelle
Adorned with the finery of vegetation
وَغاضِرَةُ الغَداةَ وَإِن نَأَتنا
وأَصبَحَ دونَها قُطرُ البِلادِ
Ghāḍira of the dawn, though she visits us
And the regions of the land have dawned because of her
أَحَبُّ ظَعينَةٍ وَبَناتُ نَفسي
إِليها لَو بَلِلنَ بِها صَوادي
I love the place of Thu‘ayna and my own soul
Would be saturated with love for it
وَمِن دُونِ الَّذي أَمَّلتُ وُدًّا
ولَو طالبتُها خَرطُ القَتادِ
And without the one I hoped for affection
Even if I sought her till the bowstrings broke
وَقالَ الناصِحونَ تَحَلَّ مِنها
بِبَذلٍ قَبلَ شِيمَتِها الجَمادِ
The advisors said to refrain from her
With abandonment, before her nature solidified
فَإِنكَ موشِكٌ أَلّا تَراها
وَتَعدُوَ دونَ غاضِرَةَ العوادي
You are about to never see her again
And pass beyond Ghāḍira of the plains
فَقَد وَعَدتك لَو أَقَبلتَ وُدًّا
فَلَجَّ بِكَ التَّدَلُّلُ في تعادِ
She promised that if you returned with love
Tenderness would wrap around you during intimacy
فَأَسرَرتُ النَدامَةَ يَومَ نادى
بِرَدِّ جِمالِ غاضِرَةَ المُنادي
I lamented regret the day the caller called
Of the departure of Ghāḍira’s beauty
تَمادى البُعدُ دونَهُمُ فَأَمسَت
دُموعُ العَينِ لَجَّ بِها التَمادي
Distance from them persisted, so my tears
Became continuous with unending flow
لَقَد مُنِعَ الرُقادُ فَبِتُّ لَيلي
تُجافيني الهُمومُ عَنِ الوِسادِ
Sleep was indeed denied, so I spend my night
As worries keep me from pillows
عَداني أَن أَزورَكَ غَيرَ بُغضٍ
مُقامُك بَينَ مُصفَحَةٍ شِدادِ
They reproached me from visiting you with hatred
While you resided between armored warriors
وَإِنّي قائِلٌ إِن لَم أَزُرهُ
سَقَت دِيَمُ السَواري والغَوادي
And I say, if I do not visit him
The rain clouds and the meadows will quench my thirst
مَحَلَّ أَخي بَني أَسَدٍ قَنَونا
إِلى يَبَةٍ إِلى بَركِ الغِمادِ
My brother has made Qanūnā reside
In Yabah, in the cattle-grazing meadows
مُقِيمٌ بِالمَجازَةِ مِن قَنَونا
وَأَهلُكَ بِالأُجيفِرِ وَالثِمادِ
Staying in Mājazah, from Qanūnā
While your family is in Ujayfir and Thimād
فَلا تَبعَدن فَكُلُّ فَتى سَيَأتي
عَليهِ الموتُ يَطرُقُ أَو يُغادي
So do not be distant, for every young man
Will be visited by death, late or soon
وَكُلُّ ذَخيرَةٍ لا بُدَّ يَومًا
وَلَو بَقيت تَصيرُ إِلى النَفادِ
And every hoard will one day, no doubt
Be exhausted, even if it remains abundant
يَعِزُّ عَلَيَّ أَن نَغدو جَميعًا
وَتُصبِحَ ثاوِيًا رَهناً بِوادِ
It pains me that we will all come together
And you will become deserted in the valley
فَلو فودِيتَ مِن حَدَثِ المَنايا
وَقَيتُكَ بِالطَّريفِ وَبِالتِلادِ
If only you were saved from the approach of death
I would protect you with pleasure and hills
لَقَد أَسمَعتَ لَو نادَيتَ حيًّا
وَلكِن لا حَياةَ لِمَن تُنادي
You would have heard if you called out alive
But there is no life to the one you call