عِندَ الخُدودِ دَمي فَهَلْ لي ثَائِرُ

يَالِلرِّجالِ وَحَيُّ لَيلَى عَامِرُ

At the cheeks my blood, is there for me an avenger

O men, and Hayya Layla Aamir

وَبِأَرضِهِمْ سُمْرُ الرِّماحِ عَوَاطِفٌ

مَسَّاسَةٌ وَظُبَا الصّفَاحِ بَوَاتِرُ

And in their land the lances' points are passions

Touching and the oryx of meadows limping

وَمَتى رَأَيْتَ هْناكَ ظَبياً راتِعاً

فََقَتِيلُهُ في الحُبِّ لَيْثٌ خَادِرُ

And when you see there a resting oryx

Its slain lover in love is a strong lion

وَوَراءَ دَمْعِي لِلدِّيَارِ دَمِي وَلا

حَذَرٌ ولِلأَطْلالِ مِنهِ ذَخَائِرُ

And behind my tear for the dwellings my blood and no

Caution and for the ruins of it treasures