بالجزعِ مُذ شطَّ الخَليطُ النازحُ

بالجزعِ مُذ شطَّ الخَليطُ النازحُ

قَلبٌ بهِ للوَجد زَندٌ قادحُ

قَلبٌ بهِ للوَجد زَندٌ قادحُ

At al-Jizʿ, since the departing company went far away,

Since the troubled throngs departed,

there is a heart where longing's firestick strikes sparks.

My heart is pierced with burning grief.

سَلبَتُهُ حُسنَ الصَّبرِ أَحداقُ الَمها

سَلبَتُهُ حُسنَ الصَّبرِ أَحداقُ الَمها

واغتالَهُ ظَبيٌ بوجرةَ سابحُ

واغتالَهُ ظَبيٌ بوجرةَ سابحُ

The eyes of oryxes robbed it of graceful patience,

The tears of sorrow robbed my patience of beauty,

and a swift-running gazelle at Wajra slew it unawares.

While a howling wolf ambushed me.

وَعَلى الشِّعابِ الغُرِّ من أَرضِ الحِمَى

وَعَلى الشِّعابِ الغُرِّ من أَرضِ الحِمَى

صَبٌّ يُراوحُ رَندَها ويُبارحُ

صَبٌّ يُراوحُ رَندَها ويُبارحُ

And on the bright ravines in the land of al-Ḥimā,

On the rugged cliffs of the sanctuary,

a lovesick man visits its laurels at evening and departs.

A youth roams, lamenting as he goes.

غَيرانُ قد غارَ الحيَا من دَمعِهِ

غَيرانُ قد غارَ الحيَا من دَمعِهِ

لَمَّا بدا بالغَورِ بَرقٌ لاِحُ

لَمَّا بدا بالغَورِ بَرقٌ لاِحُ

A jealous lover—the rain has grown jealous of his tears,

Jealous of life, his tears flow,

when a gleaming flash of lightning appeared in al-Ghawr.

When lightning flashed in the valley below.

كَم يكتُمُ الحُبَّ المصُونَ وَدَمعُهُ

كَم يكتُمُ الحُبَّ المصُونَ وَدَمعُهُ

إن عَزَّ ذِكرُ العامِرِيَّةِ بائحُ

إن عَزَّ ذِكرُ العامِرِيَّةِ بائحُ

How often he conceals his guarded love, while his tears,

How love and its tears are concealed,

if mention of al-ʿĀmiriyya proves difficult, betray it.

If the memory of the flourishing place is painful!

أَهواكَ يا باناً على شَرفِ الحِمىَ

أَهواكَ يا باناً على شَرفِ الحِمىَ

ويشُوقني نَشرٌ لِعَرفِكَ فائحُ

ويشُوقني نَشرٌ لِعَرفِكَ فائحُ

I love you, O bān tree on al-Ḥimā's heights,

I long for you, O abode on the hilltop.

and the wafting fragrance of your perfume stirs my longing.

A breeze from you to me would be most welcome.

وأَودُّ لو جادَ الزَّمانُ بِساعَةٍ

وأَودُّ لو جادَ الزَّمانُ بِساعَةٍ

لي فيكَ يا ليتَ الزَّمانَ يُسامحُ

لي فيكَ يا ليتَ الزَّمانَ يُسامحُ

And I wish that time would grant an hour

I wish time would grant me an hour with you.

for me with you—oh, if only time would relent!

If only time would forgive me for longing!

ويُميلُني مِنكَ النَّسيمُ مواجِهاً

ويُميلُني مِنكَ النَّسيمُ مواجِهاً

من عِندِ سُكَّانِ الحِمَى وَيُصافحُ

من عِندِ سُكَّانِ الحِمَى وَيُصافحُ

And the breeze from you sways me, coming to meet me

The breeze from the sanctuary’s dwellers

from al-Ḥimā's dwellers, and shakes my hand.

Would turn to me and clasp my hand.

فَعَسى يَبُثُّ الشَّوقَ عَني جِيرَةٌ

فَعَسى يَبُثُّ الشَّوقَ عَني جِيرَةٌ

غابوا وَعِندهُمُ فُؤادٌ نَازحُ

غابوا وَعِندهُمُ فُؤادٌ نَازحُ

So may it convey my longing to neighbors on my behalf,

Perhaps those who left would ease my yearning,

who have gone away, with a heart far from home in their keeping.

Their hearts displaced like troubled waves.

لولاهُمُ ما كانَ عندَي لَوعةٌ

لولاهُمُ ما كانَ عندَي لَوعةٌ

كَلاَّ ولا للبينِ خطبٌ فادحُ

كَلاَّ ولا للبينِ خطبٌ فادحُ

But for them, I would feel no burning anguish—

Without them, I’d have no deep sadness,

no, indeed, nor would parting bring a grievous calamity.

No overwhelming calamity or grief.