حَبَّ إِلَينا بِكَ يا جَرادُ

حَبَّ إِلَينا بِكَ يا جَرادُ

أَرضُ وَإِن جاعَت بِكَ الأَكبادُ

أَرضُ وَإِن جاعَت بِكَ الأَكبادُ

Through you, O locusts, we have come to love

We have come to love you, O locust

a land, though because of you our livers have gone hungry;

Though you make the land hungry, and hearts ache

وَضاقَتِ الأَصدارُ وَالأَورادُ

وَضاقَتِ الأَصدارُ وَالأَورادُ

وَلَم يَكُن قَبلُ لَنا عَتادُ

وَلَم يَكُن قَبلُ لَنا عَتادُ

and the ways from and to water have narrowed;

Though you tighten chests and provisions

and before, we had no supplies,

When before we had no gear

وَلا لِأَبناءِ السَبيلِ زادُ

وَلا لِأَبناءِ السَبيلِ زادُ

nor did wayfarers have provisions.

Nor travelers any supplies