حُييتَ مِن ربعٍ ومِنْ منزل

كان محلّ الغَادة العيطل

I was greeted from a quarter and an abode

Where the resting place of the tender gazelle was

خدرٌ لليلى بينَ بانِ اللّوى

واللدن أهيف بان في أهيل

A cheek resting against the bending sand dunes

And the smooth rock on the slope of the hill

كانت بها ضاربةً خدرَها

أيامَ ذاك الزّمنِ الأول

She used to pitch her tent there

In the days of that early time

وكنتُ قد أزْدَارها خُلسَةً

بين أنابيب القنا الذَّيّل

And I used to secretly visit her

Among the meandering pipes of the trailing canal

أنْساب لا خلّ ولا صَاحبٌ

سِوى غِرارِ الصارم الفيصَل

Nobles with no defect or companion

Except for the clanging of the decapitating sword

وقومَها يُعرفَ مَا قومُها

وأحدُهم يحملُ في الجحفلِ

And her people, their people are known

And one of them carries on his shoulder

يحمون حتى الزرع عن أرضهم

بالخيل بل بالزَّرَدِ المسبل

They protect even the crops from their land

With horses and even armored horses

ويمنعون الشمسَ إن أشرقت

في خدر ذاتِ الكَفلِ المُثقَلِ

And they prevent the sun if it rises

Upon the resting place of the tender gazelle

بَلاَني اللهُ بليلاهم

وقد يُعَافِى ولقد يَبْتلِي

God afflicted me with their nights

And He may grant well-being although He may try me

وهَدّدَوُني فتجنّبتُها

تجنّبَ العَطشان للمنهل

They threatened me so I avoided her

As a thirsty man avoids the waterhole

وهددوها فأتتني لها

رسالةٌ نفسي فِدى المُرْسِل

And they threatened her so she sent me

A message, my soul her ransom

قالت جرى منهم جرى إنما

سَهلٌ عليَّ الموتُ مَا دمتَ لي

She said, “What happened is simple

Death is easy for me as long as you are mine”

وكنتُ لو خيّرتُ منك اللّقاء

والخلدَ في الجنّة لم أقبل

And if I were given the choice of meeting you

And eternal life in Heaven, I would not accept

حُبُّك طبعٌ فيّ لا ينقضي

والجودُ طبعٌ في بنى المجدل

Your love is innate in me, never ending

And generosity is innate in the people of Mudar

قريتُهم في الرمل لكنّها

فوقَ السَّماك الطالع الأعزل

I read their ruins in the sands but they

Are above the towering, isolated cliff

ذا عُمَرُ الفاروقُ مِنْ حَولِه

محمدٌ كالمصطفى المَرْسَل

The age of Al-Farooq is around it

Muhammad is like the Chosen Prophet

أهلُ المرؤاتِ وأهل الوفَا

ولا يبالون عن العزّل

The people of glory and loyalty

And they do not care about isolation

داموا دوامَ الدّهرِ في نعمة

وفي سعودِ دائمٍ مقبلِ

May they last the eternal days in bounty

And in continuous, approaching authority