عَفا سَرَبُ الحَبلِ الدَميتُ المحلَّلُ

فَفَرشُ الجُبيلِ بَعدَنا فَالمشلَّلُ

The rope's collar has been loosened, the knot untied,

So Al Jubeil's carpet is spread out after us, unravelled.

فَذو سلم فَالصَفحُ الا مَنازِلا

بِهِ من مَغانيها حَديثٌ وَمحوِلُ

With no hard feelings, no grudges, only love,

Tales and songs of its beauty keep turning in my mind.