أَلَمَّ طَيفٌ فَهاجَ لي طَرَبي

أَلَمَّ طَيفٌ فَهاجَ لي طَرَبي

لَيلَةَ بِتنا بِجانِبِ الكُثُبِ

لَيلَةَ بِتنا بِجانِبِ الكُثُبِ

A dream-vision came and stirred my rapture,

A phantom stirred my passion in the night

On the night we spent beside the dunes.

As we camped beside the sand dunes white

أَلَمَّ بي وَالرِكابُ ساكِنَةٌ

أَلَمَّ بي وَالرِكابُ ساكِنَةٌ

لَيلاً وَهَمّي بِذِكرَتي وَصَبي

لَيلاً وَهَمّي بِذِكرَتي وَصَبي

It visited me while the riding camels were still,

It roused me while my friends in slumber lay

At night, my anxiety at remembering was my torment.

With thoughts of her that stole my sleep away

فَبِتُّ أَرعى النُجومَ مُرتَفِقاً

فَبِتُّ أَرعى النُجومَ مُرتَفِقاً

مِن حُبِّها وَالمُحِبُّ في تَعَبِ

مِن حُبِّها وَالمُحِبُّ في تَعَبِ

So I spent the night watching the stars, propped on my elbow,

I watched the stars their destinies unfold

For love of her—and the lover is weary.

Loving her still, though weary and grown old

طَيفٌ لِهِندٍ سَرى فَأَرَّقَني

طَيفٌ لِهِندٍ سَرى فَأَرَّقَني

وَنَحنُ بَينَ الكُراعِ وَالخَرَبِ

وَنَحنُ بَينَ الكُراعِ وَالخَرَبِ

A dream-vision of Hind traveled by night and kept me awake,

A phantom from Hind that passed in the gloom

While we were between al-Kurāʿ and al-Kharab.

Between the ruins and our lonely tomb

يا هِندُ لا تَبخَلي بِنائِلِكُم

يا هِندُ لا تَبخَلي بِنائِلِكُم

عَن عاشِقٍ ظَلَّ مِنكِ في نَصَبِ

عَن عاشِقٍ ظَلَّ مِنكِ في نَصَبِ

O Hind, do not withhold your bounty

O Hind! deny us not what we implore

From a lover who has remained in anguish because of you.

Who love thee yet, though broken and heartsore

يا هِندُ عاصي الوُشاةَ في رَجُلٍ

يا هِندُ عاصي الوُشاةَ في رَجُلٍ

يَهتَزُّ لِلمَجدِ ماجِدِ الحَسَبِ

يَهتَزُّ لِلمَجدِ ماجِدِ الحَسَبِ

O Hind, defy the slanderers concerning a man

O Hind! who scorn the craven coward's place

Who thrills to glory, of noble ancestry.

But seek renown and dignity and grace