إِنَّ الحُلَيْفَةَ مَاءٌ لَسْتُ قَاربَهُ

مَعَ الثَّنَاءِ الَّذِي خُبِّرْتُ يَأْتِيهَا

Al-Hulayfa is water I am not its raft

Along with the praise that I was told comes to it

لاَ لَيَّنَ اللهُ لِلْمَعْرُوفِ حَاضِرَهَا

ولاَ يَزَلْ مُغْلِساً مَا عَاشَ بَادِيهَا

Neither has God made its present easy for favors

Nor will it cease being turbid as long as its herders live

فَكَمْ وَطِئْنَا بِهَا مِنْ شَافهٍ بَطَلٍ

وكَمْ أَخَذْنَا مِنَ انْفَالٍ نُفَاديهَا

So how many valiant heroes have we trod it with

And how much booty have we taken, challenging for it

إذْ رَدَّها الخَيْلُ تَعْدُوَ وَهْيَ خَافِضَة

حَدَّ النَّبارس مَطروراً نَواحِيهَا

When the horses returned it galloping with lowered heads

To the points of the lances dripping its sides