تَغَيَّرَ لي فيمَن تَغَيّر حارِثُ

تَغَيَّرَ لي فيمَن تَغَيّر حارِثُ

وَرُبَّ خَليلٍ غيرَتهُ الحَوادِثُ

وَرُبَّ خَليلٍ غيرَتهُ الحَوادِثُ

Harith has changed toward me, among those who changed.

The friend in whom my hope was placed is changed,

And many a close friend has been changed by life's vicissitudes.

And oft the accidents of life estrange.

أَحارِثُ إِن شوركتُ فيكَ فَطالَما

أَحارِثُ إِن شوركتُ فيكَ فَطالَما

نِعمنا وَما بَيني وَبَينَك ثالِثُ

نِعمنا وَما بَيني وَبَينَك ثالِثُ

O Harith, if I have been made to share you, for so long

O Hareth, though we now are severed wide

We lived happily, with no third between me and you.

Nought comes between the friendship once made ours.