حَلَفتُ اليَومَ بِالطَنبو

رِ وَالكَعبَينِ وَالنَردِ

I have sworn this day by the tanbur,

And by the ankle-bones and backgammon,

وَبِالخُربِ مِنَ الراحِ

عَلى النِسرَينِ وَالوَردِ

And by the looped handles of the wine-jars,

Upon the Two Eagles and the rose,

وَصَيدِ البازِ وَالشاهي

نِ وَالأَكلُبِ وَالفَهدِ

And the hunting of the goshawk and the shaheen,

And the hounds and the cheetah,

لَقَد أَجهَدتَ يا مَولا

يَ قَلبي أَيَّما جَهدِ

That you have truly exhausted, O my master,

My heart with the utmost strain,

وَلَكِن لَم أَجِد بُدّاً

مِن أَن أَجزيكُمُ وُدّي

Yet I could find no escape,

From repaying you with my affection.