رَحَلتُ إِلى عَبدِ الإِلَهِ مَطِيَّتي

تَجوبُ الفَلاةَ وَهيَ عَوجاءُ ضامِرُ

My she-camel carried me to the worshipper of God

Roaming the desert, lean and worn out

إِلى اِبنِ أَبي النَضرِ الكَريمِ فَعالُهُ

يُضِرُّ بِها إِدلاجُها وَالهَواجِرُ

To the generous son of Abi Nadhar

Her darkness and night journey exhaust her

إِلى ماجِدِ الأَعراقِ مَحضٍ نِجارُهُ

نَماهُ إِلى العَليا كُرَيزٌ وَعامِرُ

To the glorious ancestor with pure carpentry

Raised to the highest by al-Kuraiz and al-Aamir

تَوارى نَدى مَن ماتَ غَيرَ اِبنِ عامِرٍ

تَوارى فَما وارَت نَداهُ المَقابِرُ

The dew of those who died has faded except for the son of Aamir

Their dew faded but his dew the graves could not hide

وَجَدَّتُكَ البَيضاءُ عَمَّةُ خَيرِكُم

بَنِيِّ الهُدى وَاللَهُ بِالناسِ خابِرُ

O aunt of the best of guidance, I found you white

O sons of guidance, and God knows people's inner thoughts

وَمِن عَبدِ شَمسٍ قَد تَفَرَّعتَ في العُلى

ذُراها لَكَ القُدموسُ مِنها العُراعِرُ

From Abd Shams you branched out, exalted

His noble roots made you branches reaching high

مُلوكٌ وَأَبناءُ المُلوكِ وَسادَةٌ

لَهُم سُؤدَدٌ عَودٌ عَلى الناسِ قاهِرُ

Kings, sons of kings, and masters

With overwhelming authority, lofty over people

هُمُ خَيرُ بَطحاوَي لُؤَيِّ بنِ غالِبٍ

سَما بِهِمُ مِنها البُحورُ الزَواخِرُ

They are the best of Batahawiy Lu'ay bin Ghalib

With them the vast oceans swelled

تَبَحبَحتُمُ مَن بِالجِبابِ وَسِرِّها

طَمَت بِكُمُ بَطحاؤُها وَالظَواهِرُ

You burst forth from the essence and secret

With you Batahaw overwhelmed the apparent glories