حَيِّ الدِيارَ دِيارَ أُمِّ بَشيرِ

بِنُوَيعَتَينَ فَشاطِئِ التَسريرِ

O dweller of the abodes, abode of Umm Bashir

The children of Ya'tayn by the coast of al-Tasreer

لَعِبَت بِها صِفَةُ النَعامَةِ بَعدَما

زُوّارُها مِن شَمأَلٍ وَدَبورِ

It was played with by the quality of ostrich after

Its visitors were from north and south

وَأَنا الَّذي سَمِعَت مَصانِعُ مَأرِبٍ

وَقُرى الشُموسِ وَأَهلُهُنَّ هَديري

And I am the one whose workshops of Ma'rib heard

And the villages of the suns and their people my singing

وَلَأَترُكَنَّ بِحاجِبَيكَ عَلامَةً

ثَبَتَت عَلى شَعرٍ أَلَفَّ أَصيرِ

And I will leave a mark with your eyebrows

Settled on hair that plaited a weaver

وَمُرِدَّةٍ وَطفاءَ وافَقَ نَوءُها

قَبلَ الهِلالِ بِديمَةٍ دَيجورِ

And a rebels' fort, and extinguished was its fire

Before the crescent in Dimas of Jayjour

تَسري بِها خُلُجٌ كَأَنَّ هُوِيَّها

تَحنانُ مُقنِعَةِ الحَناجِرِ خورِ

A depression flows through it as if its abyss

Is the melody of veiled throats, Khor

وَسَلوا هَوازِنَ مَن يُؤَرِّثُ نارَها

أَو مَن يَحُلُّ بِثَغرِها المَحذورِ

And ask Hawazin who will inherit its fire

Or who will solve its forbidden mysteries