يا رَبِّ لا أَدعوا لَميسَ كَما دَعا

يا رَبِّ لا أَدعوا لَميسَ كَما دَعا

أَوسٌ وَلا دَعوى زُهَيرٍ حارِ

أَوسٌ وَلا دَعوى زُهَيرٍ حارِ

O my Lord, I do not call to Lamis as did

O Lord, I do not invoke Mayas as Aus invoked her,

Aws, nor utter Zuhayr's cry of 'Hār!'

Nor Zuhair's invocation at dawn;

وَالنَفسُ لاجِأَةٌ إِلى جَسَدٍ لَها

وَالنَفسُ لاجِأَةٌ إِلى جَسَدٍ لَها

خُلِقَت مُحاذِرَةً مِنَ الإِصحارِ

خُلِقَت مُحاذِرَةً مِنَ الإِصحارِ

And the soul takes refuge in a body of its own;

The soul seeks refuge in a body created for it,

It was created wary of venturing into the open desert.

Fearing the desert's annihilation;

وَغَدَت مَحاراتُ الحَجيجِ إِلى مِناً

وَغَدَت مَحاراتُ الحَجيجِ إِلى مِناً

وَكَأَنَّما يَنظِمنَ دُرَّ مَحارِ

وَكَأَنَّما يَنظِمنَ دُرَّ مَحارِ

And the pilgrims' litters set out in the morning toward Mina,

The pilgrims' zeal at Mina is like

As though they were stringing pearls from oyster shells.

Their threading of precious pearls;

يَخبِطنَ في قَيظٍ سَرابَ هَواجِرٍ

يَخبِطنَ في قَيظٍ سَرابَ هَواجِرٍ

وَيُخَلنَ فيهِ الرَوضَ بِالأَسحارِ

وَيُخَلنَ فيهِ الرَوضَ بِالأَسحارِ

They trudge, in summer's heat, through the mirage of scorching noons,

They grope in scorching haze for a mirage of maidens,

And in it they seem like meadows before dawn.

And leave at dawn the garden's greenery.