لا تَعدَّى من العَقيقِ الأُثَيلا

عارضٌ يترُكُ البَسيطةَ سَيلا

Do not exceed in the sharply twisted ʿuqayq,

A stream dropping down the plain hurriedly.

وَسَقى اللهُ بالثَّنِيَّةِ داراً

جَمَعَتنا على السُّرورِ وليلَى

And may God water with the bending valley a house

Which gathered us together in cheer and at night.

وَسَرى بُكرَةً عَليها نَسيمٌ

مَندَليٌّ في الروَّضِ يَسحَبُ ذَيلا

And a morning breeze wandered about it

A Najdi one trailing its tail in the meadow.

عَطِرٌ لا يَزالُ يُركِضُ في حَل

بَةِ تِلكَ الطُّلولِ للمُزنِ خَيلا

A perfume that does not cease galloping in the robe

Of those tresses for the softly-walking horses.

يا خَليلي قِف ساعَةً وابكِ عَنِّي

ذَلِكَ البان والحِمَى والنُّخَيلا

O my friend stop for an hour and weep for me

Over that home and the tribe and the palms.

أَربُعٌ للصِّبا عَهِدنا قَديماً

في ربُاها لَنا هُناكَ أُهَيلا

Four for youth: long ago we vowed

To foster it there, and for us children were reared.

وَمَليحِ الصِّفاتِ كالرِّيمِ طَرفاً

والتِفَاناً والغُصنِ عَطفاً وميَلا

And beautifully mannered like the gaze of the wild cow,

My bending over and the branch's inclination and bend.

يجعلُ اللَّيلَ بالجَبينِ نَهاراً

وَيُعيدُ النَّهارَ بالشَّعرِ لَيلا

Who makes the night into day on my forehead

And makes the day by my hair into night.

باخِلٌ بالخَيالِ لَم يَرجُ مِنهُ

مُستَهامٌ يَستَرفِد الوَصلَ نَيلا

A niggard with illusion who has not flowed from it

A downpour which asks union for a channel.

لِيَ جِسمٌ من خَصرِهِ وَسَقامي

هُوَ أَوهَى قُوىً وأَضعَفُ حَيلا

I have a body from his waist and my sickness

Is weaker in strength and more feeble in stratagem.