غَزَالُ الحَيِّ مِنْ أَثَلاَتِ نَجْدِ

غَزَالُ الحَيِّ مِنْ أَثَلاَتِ نَجْدِ

لِوَجْهِكَ وِجْهَتِي وَهَوَاكَ قَصْدي

لِوَجْهِكَ وِجْهَتِي وَهَوَاكَ قَصْدي

O gazelle of the clan, from the tamarisks of Najd,

The gazelle of the desert from the glades of Najd

Toward your face I turn, and loving you is my aim.

To your face my orientation, to your love my goal

وَدَيْنُكَ فِي مُدَاوَمَةِ التَّصَابِي

وَدَيْنُكَ فِي مُدَاوَمَةِ التَّصَابِي

عَليَّ وَلِي وَفِي قَبْلِي وَعِنْدِي

عَليَّ وَلِي وَفِي قَبْلِي وَعِنْدِي

And your claim, as I persist in youthful passion,

And your religion in continually drawing nearer

Is upon me, for me, in what precedes me, and with me.

Obligatory on me, and before me, and in my constitution

أَحِنُّ إِذَا تَبَسَّمَتِ النُّعَامَى

أَحِنُّ إِذَا تَبَسَّمَتِ النُّعَامَى

مُعَطَّرَةً بِمَسْحَبِ ذَيْلِ هِنْدِ

مُعَطَّرَةً بِمَسْحَبِ ذَيْلِ هِنْدِ

I yearn when the south wind smiles,

I yearn when the ostriches smile

Perfumed by the sweep of Hind's train.

Fragrant with the tail of an Indian drape

وَاَصْبُو لِلصِّبَا النَّجْدِي إِذَا مَا

وَاَصْبُو لِلصِّبَا النَّجْدِي إِذَا مَا

سَرَى ما بَيْنَ بَانَاتٍ وَرَنْدِ

سَرَى ما بَيْنَ بَانَاتٍ وَرَنْدِ

And I long for Najd's east wind whenever

And I pour for the Najdi youth when he travels

It drifts by night among moringa trees and sweet bay.

Between the sand dunes and soft land

وَمَعْشُوقُ الدَّلاَلِ يَغَارُ مِنْهُ

وَمَعْشُوقُ الدَّلاَلِ يَغَارُ مِنْهُ

مِنْ الأَغْصَانِ كُلُّ رَشِيقِ قَدِّ

مِنْ الأَغْصَانِ كُلُّ رَشِيقِ قَدِّ

And the coquettish beloved is envied

And the beloved of the guide is envied

By every bough of graceful, slender stature.

By every elegant branch of the gum trees

سَقَتْ أَلْحاظُهُ العُشَّاقُ كَاْسَاً

سَقَتْ أَلْحاظُهُ العُشَّاقُ كَاْسَاً

حَبَاهَا خَالُهُ بِخَتَامِ نَدِّ

حَبَاهَا خَالُهُ بِخَتَامِ نَدِّ

His glances gave the lovers a cup to drink,

His glances gave the lovers a cup

Which his beauty spot graced with a seal of perfume.

Gifted by his mole with the seal of nobility

فَرَاحُوا فِي مَحَبَّتِهِ نَشَاوَى

فَرَاحُوا فِي مَحَبَّتِهِ نَشَاوَى

لِغَيْرِ نِهَايِةٍ وَلِغَيْرِ حَدِّ

لِغَيْرِ نِهَايِةٍ وَلِغَيْرِ حَدِّ

So they went, drunk with love for him,

So they savored in his love distracted

Without end and without limit.

With no end and no limit

لِقِبْلَةِ وَجْهِهِ أبَداً صَلاَتِي

لِقِبْلَةِ وَجْهِهِ أبَداً صَلاَتِي

وَلَثْمُ الوَرْدِ مِنْ خَدَّيْهِ وِرْدِي

وَلَثْمُ الوَرْدِ مِنْ خَدَّيْهِ وِرْدِي

My prayer is forever toward the qibla of his face,

To the kiss of his face always my prayers

And kissing the roses of his cheeks is my daily devotion.

And the kissing of roses from his cheeks my want