قَلقٌ يَحنُّ إلى الأُجيْرعِ قَلْبهُ

قَلقٌ يَحنُّ إلى الأُجيْرعِ قَلْبهُ

وَتشُوقهُ مِنْ حُبّه هَضبَاتُهُ

وَتشُوقهُ مِنْ حُبّه هَضبَاتُهُ

He is restless; his heart yearns for al-Ujayriʿ.

A restless heart yearns for meadows green

And, because of his love for it, its hills stir his longing.

And hills he loved in days foreseen

أَخْفَى الهَوَى فَخَفَاهُ دَمْعُ جُفُونِهِ

أَخْفَى الهَوَى فَخَفَاهُ دَمْعُ جُفُونِهِ

وَالحبُّ تُظْهِرُ سِرَّهُ آياتهُ

وَالحبُّ تُظْهِرُ سِرَّهُ آياتهُ

He concealed his passion, but the tears of his eyelids revealed it.

Eyes overflow with tears unseen

And love's signs reveal its secret.

While love reveals its witness keen

صَبٌّ يَجنُّ بِحيِّ أَهْلِ وِدَادهِ

صَبٌّ يَجنُّ بِحيِّ أَهْلِ وِدَادهِ

وَيلذّ فِيهم حَيْفهُ ومَمَاتهُ

وَيلذّ فِيهم حَيْفهُ ومَمَاتهُ

Lovesick, he is mad for the camp of those he loves.

A flame that burns for kith and kin

And among them, the wrong he suffers and his death are sweet.

Finds joy and comfort deep within

ما قَيسُ قيَسٌ في الغرامِ بهِ وَلا

ما قَيسُ قيَسٌ في الغرامِ بهِ وَلا

عَبرتْ بِطَرْفِ كُثيِّرٍ عَبراتهُ

عَبرتْ بِطَرْفِ كُثيِّرٍ عَبراتهُ

Qays is no match for him in passion, nor

No lover loved as he had been

have tears like his passed through Kuthayyir's eye.

Nor wept as many tears, I ween