أَلا بانَ بِالرَهنِ الغَداةَ الحَبائِبُ

فَأَنتَ تَكُفُّ الدَمعَ وَالدَمعُ غالِبُ

Behold, at dawn the beloved ones set out with the pledge

Yet you hold back your tears while tears prevail

وَأَضحى بَناتُ البُلعُمانِ كَأَنَّها

جَوارٍ عِجافٌ جَشَّبَتها الرَبائِبُ

The sand grouse chicks now seem to be

Thin, shriveled scrapings browsed by the young

يُطِفنَ بِمَنقوبِ الفَرائِصِ شارِفٍ

عَلى مَنكِبَيهِ مِن نِجادٍ خَبائِبُ

They circle about the saddle-bags of the litter

With a youthful, comely driver astride the neck

رَأَيتُ أَبا النَجّارِ حارَدَ إِبلَهُ

وَأَلهى كَثيراً أَعنُزٌ وَرَكائِبُ

I saw Abu Najjar, his camels bellowing, driven on

While many a she-goat and roebuck frisked around