أَلا يا غُراباً صاحَ مِن نَحوِ أَرضِها
أَفِق لا أَفَقتَ الدَهرَ مِن صَيَحانِ
Oh raven crying from the direction of her land
Did you ever awake the ages with your cries
وَلا كانَ مِن رَيبِ الحَوادِثِ آمِناً
جَناحُكَ إِن أَزمَعتَ لِلطَيَرانِ
Nor were you ever safe from the tricks of fate
Your wings, if you intended to fly
أَلا يا غُرابَ البَينِ قَد طِرتَ بِالَّذي
أُحاذِرُهُ مِن واقِعِ الحَدَثانِ
Oh raven of separation, you have flown with what
I fear from the occurrence of events
أَلا يا غُرابَ البَينِ لَونُكَ شاحِبٌ
وَصَوتُكَ مَشنوٌّ بِكُلِّ مَكانِ
Oh raven of separation, your color is pale
And your voice echoes in every place
فَلا زِلتَ مَذعورَ الفُؤادِ مُرَوَّعاً
إِذا رُمتَ نَهضاً واهِيَ الطَيَرانِ
So you remained, my heart terrified and scared
When you rose up, weak in flying
وَيا عاذِلِيَّ اليَومَ في غَيرِ كُنهِهِ
أَقِلّا مَلامي لاتَ حينَ أَوانِ
And oh you, reproaching me today wrongly
Lessen my blame, the time has come
فَلا بُدَّ لِلعَينَينِ إِن شَطَّتِ النَوى
بِلَيلى المُنى مِن واكِفِ الهَمَلانِ
So the eyes must, if the beloved is distant
Weep for Layla, the hoped for, insistently
أَلا يا غُرابَ البَينِ مالَكَ غُدوَةٌ
تُغَيِّظُني بِالنَعبِ وَالحَجَلانِ
Oh raven of separation, why do you have
A morning that angers me with fatigue and sorrow
أَما لَكَ ناهٍ لا عَمَرتَ تُطيعَهُ
وَلا لِلنَوى عِندي فَتَنتَهِيانِ
Do you have no rest that you obey
Nor for the beloved do I have an end
فَيا سَرحَتَي وادي شُرَيحَ أَلا اِسلَما
وَلا زالَ خَضراً مِنكُما الفَنَنانِ
Oh my two plains, valley of Shurayh, submit
And still green from you is the meadow
وَلا زالَ مِن نوءِ السِماكِ عَلَيكُما
أَجَشُّ هَزيمُ الوَدقِ بِالهَطَلانِ
Still from the drops of rain upon you
Is the loud roar of torrent in downpour
أَلا فَاِسلَما يا أَيُّها الطَلَلانِ
وَدَوماً عَلى الأَيّامِ مُؤتَلِفانِ
Yes submit, oh two ruins
And always loving days harmoniously
نَظَرتُ وَوادي الحِجرِ بَيني وَبَينَها
فَرَدَّ إِلَيَّ الطَرفَ بُعدُ مَكانِ
I looked and valley of stone was between me and her
So it returned to me a distant gaze
بِنَظرَةِ أَقنى الأَنفِ أَمسى وَدونَهُ
مُتالِفُ تُهوي الطَيرَ غَيرُ دَواني
With the gaze of a soft pliable eye it spent the night
And below it collects birds other than me
خَليلَيَّ بِالنَسرَينِ بَينَ عُنَيزَةٍ
وَبَينَ صَفاً صَلدٍ أَلا تَقِفانِ
My two eagles between ‘Unayzah
And Sald, solid, oh do you stand
عَلى دِمنَتَي دارٍ لِلَيلى كَأَنَّها
إِزارانِ مِن بُردٍ لَها خَلَقانِ
Upon the red tent of a house for Layla that is like
Two waist wraps made of fur for her
وَكَيفَ إِلى لَيلى إِذا رَمَّ أَعظُمي
وَصارَ وِسادي مَنكَبي وَبَناني
And how can I reach Layla if the greatest of me
Becomes my shoulder blades and structure
وَحَلَّت بِأَعلى بيشَتَينِ فَأَصبَحَت
يَمانيَّةً وَالرَمسُ غَيرُ يَماني
And she descended at the highest of my enclosure
Becoming right winged, and the arrow not right winged