أَسُكّانَ نَعمانِ الأَراكِ تَيَقَّنوا

بِأَنَّكُمُ في رَبعِ قَلبِيَ سُكّانُ

The people of Numaan made the sandy hills their home

You know you dwell within my heart's realm

وَدوموا عَلى حِفظِ الوِدادِ فَطالَما

بُلينا بِأَقوامٍ إِذا حُفِظوا خانوا

So stay true to cherished affection though oft we

Were harmed by folk who feigned affection then betrayed

رَعَينا لَهُم حِفظَ الوِدادِ فَما رَعَوا

وَصُنّا هَواهُم أَن يُذالَ فَما صانوا

We tended to their love but they did not repay

We shielded their pride from disgrace but they did not shield

سَلوا النَومَ عَنّي مُذ تَناءَت دِيارُكُم

هَلِ اِكتَحَلَت بِالنَومِ لي بَعدُ أَجفانُ

Ask sleep about me since your homes disappeared

Have eyelids after that known sleep? None!

وَهَل جَرَّدَت أَسيافَ بَرقٍ دِيارُكُم

فَكانَت لَها إِلّا جُفونِيَ أَجفانُ

Did your homes’ lightning swords bare them?

Leaving only my lids as sheaths again for them