أَهَاجَكَ بَيْنُهُمْ إِذْ نَأَوْا

وَطَيُّ الْوِصَالِ الذِي قَدْ طَوَوْا

Your parting stirred grief in me when you went away,

Did their separation stir your grief when they moved away,

And the pain of separation you have long borne.

And the folding of the union that they rolled up?

وَتَوْدِبعُ صَبْرِكَ إِذْ وَدَّعُوكْ

وَتَفْطِيرُ قَلْبِكَ لَمَّا بَكَوْا

Your patience wears thin when you bid them farewell,

And the bidding farewell to your patience when they bade you farewell,

And your heart breaks when they weep.

And the rending of your heart when they wept?

وَشَاقَكَ أُنْسُهُمُ بِاللِّوَى

وَمُنْعَرِجِ النَّهْرِ حَيْثُ انْتَدَوْا

Their company troubled you at the bend of the river,

Did their intimacy at Al-Liwa fill you with longing,

Where they pitched their tents.

And at the winding river where they convened?

وَنَيْلُهُمُ بَيْنَ مَهْفَى الشَّمَالْ

وَمَهْفَى الصَّبَا وَالصِّبَا مَا اشْتَهَوْا

Their halt was between the north wind

And their attaining, between the gusts of the north wind

And the morning and evening breeze they desired.

And the gusts of the east wind, and youthful passion, whatever they desired?

وَعِقْدُ الْمُنَى غَيْرُ مُنْتَثِرٍ

وَسَعْدُكَ دَانَ بِمَا قَدْ دَنَوْا

The necklace of wishes is unbroken,

While the necklace of hopes remained unscattered,

And your happiness depends on how close they approached.

And your good fortune drew near, just as they had approached.

عَفَا اللهُ عَنْهُمْ وَنَضَّرَهُمْ

كَمَا عَنْكَ يَوْمَ اللِّقَا قَدْ عَفَوْا

May God forgive them and make them prosperous,

May Allah pardon them and make their faces radiant,

As they have forgiven you on the day you meet.

Just as they pardoned you on the day of the encounter.

حَلَتْ لَكَ أَيَّامُهُمْ بِالْعُذَيْبِ

وَمِنْ نَكْبَةٍ قَدْ خَلَوْا فَحَلَوْا

To you came their days in hardship,

Their days at Al-Udhayb were sweet to you,

And from an affliction they have passed and relented.

And they were free of misfortune, and thus grew sweeter.

شَوَوْا وُدَّهُمْ لَكَ حَتَّى صَفَا

وَمَا رَمَّدُوا بِالْجَفَا مَا شَوَوْا

They conversed with you in affection until it was pure,

They refined their affection for you in the fire until it grew pure,

And they were not stubborn in estrangement from what they desired.

And they did not turn to ash with estrangement what they had refined.

وَعَاطَوْكَ كَأْسَهُ مَمْزُوجَةً

بِمَا مِنْ عَظِيمِ السُّرُورِ عَطَوْا

They gave you a cup blended

And they offered you its cup, blended

With the greatest of joys they gave.

With the profound joy that they bestowed.

وَأَجْنَوْكَ رَوْضَةَ وَصْلِهِمُ

بِمَا مِنْ ثِمَارِ الْمُنَى قَدْ جَنَوْا

And they presented you with a garden of their company,

And they allowed you to harvest the garden of their union

With the fruits of wishes they had picked.

With whatever fruits of hope they had gathered.

رَعَى اللهُ عَهْدَهُمُ بِالرِّيَاضِ

كَمَا عَهْدَ حُبِّيَ فِيهَا رَعَوْا

May God maintain their pledge in the meadows

May Allah preserve their covenant in the gardens,

As my loved ones maintained their pledge there.

Just as they preserved the covenant of my love therein.

وَأَيَّامَ أُنْسٍ لَهُمْ بِالْحِمَى

حَمَوْا مِنْ سُرُورِي بِهَا مَاحَمَوْا

And days of intimacy they had in vigilance

And the days of joy they spent in Al-Hima,

They protected from my joy there what they protected.

Where they protected whatever part of my joy they guarded.

لَيَالِيَ يُبْهِجُنِي جَمْعُهُمْ

وَيُؤْنِقُنِي لَهْوُهُمْ إِذْ لَهَوْا

Nights their gathering delighted me,

Nights when their gathering brought me delight,

And their jest cheered me when they jested.

And their playfulness charmed me when they played.

ويُبْرِئُ قَلْبِيَ مِنْ سُقْمِهِ

بِلَسْعِ الأَسَى شَدْوُهُمْ إِنْ شَدَوْا

And it cures my heart of its sickness

And what heals my heart of its sickness

With the remedy of their chanting when they chanted.

From the sting of sorrow is their singing, when they sing.

وَأَبْنِي مِنَ الشِّعْرِ شِعْراَ أَنِيقاً

يُنَسِّي الرُّوَاةَ الذِي قَدْ رَوَوْا

And I composed from poetry an elegant poem

And I build from poetry an elegant verse,

That makes the reciters forget what they have recited.

That makes the narrators forget what they have narrated.

سَقَاكِ الْحَيَا يَا عُرُوشَ النَّقَا

فَفِيكِ سَقَوْنِي الذِي قَدْ سَقَوْا

The life has quenched you, O cypresses of loftiness,

May the rain water you, O arbors of Al-Naqa,

For in you they quenched my thirst that they have quenched.

For within you, they gave me to drink what they poured.

وَيَا مُلْتَقَى النَّهْرِ وَالْمُنْحَنَى

أَلاَ اسْلَمْ فَفِيكَ عَلَيَّ حَنَوْا

O meeting point of the river and the curve,

And O meeting place of the river and the bend,

Submit, for in you they were gentle to me.

Be safe, for within you they showed me tenderness.

وَيَا نَفْحَةَ الرَّوْضِ طِيبِي بِهِمْ

فَإِنّهُمُ قَدْ زَكَوْا وَذَكَوْا

O breeze of the garden, be fragrant through them,

And O breeze of the garden, be sweet because of them,

For they have flourished and remembered.

For they have grown pure and radiantly fragrant.

أَلاَ نَفْحَةٌ مِنْ رٌبَى وَصْلِهِمُ

تُبَرِّدُ مَا بِالنَّوَى قَدْ كَوَوْا

O breeze from the scent of their company

Is there no breeze from the hills of their union,

That cools the heat of longing they have baked!

To cool down the burns they inflicted with their parting?

أَلاَ عَطْفَةٌ لِأَسِيِرهِمُ

أَلاَ رَحْمَةٌ لِلَّذِي قَدْ سَبَوْا

O glance of compassion to their prisoner!

Is there no tenderness for their captive?

O mercy to those they have taken captive!

Is there no mercy for the one they have enslaved?

سَلاَمُ الإِلَهِ وَرِضْوَانُهُ

يَؤُمَّانِهِمْْ حَيْثُمَا قَدْ ثَوَوْا

God's peace and pleasure be with them wherever they settled,

May the peace of God and His good pleasure

And my longing for them still rises

Seek them out wherever they may reside.

وَلاَ زَالَ شَوْقِي لَهُمْ صَاعِداً

كَزَفْرَاتِ قَلْبِي يَوْمَ نَأَوْا

Like the sighs of my heart the day they left,

And my longing for them forever ascends,

And my love for them still comes to rest

Like the sighs of my heart on the day they departed.

وَلاَ زَالَ وُديِّ لَهُمْ تَنْتَهِي

نُسَيْمَاتُهُ الْغُرُّ حَيْثُ انْتَهَوْا

Where the winds of passion subside.

And my love for them shall never cease reaching out,

Its noble breezes blowing to wherever they end their journey.