داوَيتُهُ بِالمَحضِ حَتّى شَتا

داوَيتُهُ بِالمَحضِ حَتّى شَتا

يَجتَذِبُ الآرِيَّ بِالمِروَدِ

يَجتَذِبُ الآرِيَّ بِالمِروَدِ

I nursed him with pure milk until he wintered,

I nursed him with pure milk until he grew,

Tugging at the tethering stake with the rope.

Now he draws the tender with sweetness