يا خَليلَيَّ اِربَعا وَاِستَخبِرا ال

مَنزِلِ الدارِسَ مِن أَهلِ الحَلالِ

O my beloved, go about and ask of the abode

Of him who studies, of the people of probity,

مِثلَ سَحقِ البُردِ عَفّى بَعدَكَ ال

قَطرُ مَغناهُ وَتَأويبُ الشَمالِ

Like the crushing of ice, the dew has cleared after you

Its tune and the blowing of the north wind,

وَلَقَد يَغنى بِهِ أَصحابُكَ ال

مُمسِكو مِنكَ بِأَسبابِ الوِصالِ

And your companions will surely sing of it,

Those who cling to the causes of reunion with you,

ثُمَّ أَكدى وُدُّهُم أَن أَزمَعوا ال

بَينَ وَالأَيّامُ حالٌ بَعدَ حالِ

Then their love was strengthened when they intended

Between the days, a state after a state,

فَاِسلُ عَنهُم بِأَمونٍ كَالوَأى ال

جَأبِ ذي العانَةِ أَو تَيسِ الرِمالِ

So ask about them securely, like the remoteness

Of the one who seeks refuge, or the mountain goat,

نَحنُ قُدنا مِن أَهاضِيبِ المَلا ال

خَيلَ في الأَرسانِ أَمثالَ السَعالي

We led our horses from the pastures

In the stables, examples of thoroughbreds,

شُزَّباً يَغشَينَ مِن مَجهولَةِ ال

أَرضِ وَعثاً مِن سُهولٍ وَجِبالِ

Roaming from an unknown land

And wandering through plains and mountains,

فَاِنتَجَعنا الحارِثَ الأَعرَجَ في

جَحفَلٍ كَاللَيلِ خَطّارِ العَوالي

So we encountered Al-Harith the lame in

An army like the night, lowering the highlands,

يَومَ غادَرنا عَدِيّاً بِالقَنا ال

ذُبَّلِ السُمرِ صَريعاً في المَجالِ

The day we left the enemy in Al-Qana

Subdued, sprawled in the arena,

ثُمَّ عُجناهُنَّ خوصاً كَالقَطا ال

قارِبِ المَنهَلَ مِن أَينِ الكَلالِ

Then we drove them insistently like wood

Approaching the watering place, wherever it flows,

نَحوَ قُرصٍ يَومَ جالَت حَولَهُ ال

خَيلُ قُبّاً عَن يَمينٍ وَشِمالِ

Towards a hill the day the horses encircled it

Pressing from the right and left,

كَم رَئيسٍ يَقدُمُ الأَلفَ عَلى ال

أَجوَدِ السابِحِ ذي العَقبِ الطُوالِ

How many a chief who sends his thousand ahead

Of the most generous, the long-striding swimmer,

قَد أَباحَت جَمعَهُ أَسيافُنا ال

بيضُ وَالسُمرُ وَمِن حَيٍّ حِلالِ

Our white and brown swords made lawful to seize their group,

And we have an abode which we inherited its glory

وَلَنا دارٌ وَرِثنا عِزَّها ال

أَقدَمَ القُدموسَ عَن عَمٍّ وَخالِ

From ancestors, the oldest ancestry, from an uncle and maternal uncle,

A house which our forefathers inhabited,

مَنزِلٌ دَمَّنَهُ آباؤُنا ال

مورِثونا المَجدَ في أولى اللَيالِ

The ones who bequeathed us glory in the first nights,

In it we have no castles other than

ما لَنا فيها حُصونٌ غَيرُ ما ال

مُقرَباتِ الجُردِ تَردي بِالرِجالِ

The neighbouring bare hills, stormed by men,

In the hollows of Udhaymuli, lofty of

في رَوابي عُدمُلِيٍّ شامِخِ ال

أَنفِ فيهِ إِرثُ مَجدٍ وَجَمالِ

Nose, in it the inheritance of glory and beauty,

So we followed the ruin of our first ones,

فَاِتَّبَعنا ذاتَ أولانا الأَذولى ال

موقِدي الحَربِ وَموفي بِالحِبالِ

Kindlers of war, and fulfilling promises,