ودائي مِن قبيليٍّ بَراني

بطَلعتِه وبالطَّرفِ العليلِ

My love for my people has afflicted me

With their rising star and their ailing eyes

وقالوا من قبيلِ الوجدِ دائي

صَدقتم ذاكَ مِنْ هذا القَبِيل

They said, from the tribe of passion is my love

You spoke true, that is of this ilk