تَطايَرُ في مَرِّ العَجاجِ كَأَنَّها

تَطايَرُ في مَرِّ العَجاجِ كَأَنَّها

أَجادِلُ حَطَّتها سِغاباً وُكورُها

أَجادِلُ حَطَّتها سِغاباً وُكورُها

They fly through the sweeping dust, as though they were

They flutter amid the bitter aloes as though

falcons whose nests sent them down hungry.

Their cooing were the sound of sieves sifted by a straining-cloth.

لَها بَينَ جَنبَي ضَرغَدٍ فَضَرِيَّةٍ

لَها بَينَ جَنبَي ضَرغَدٍ فَضَرِيَّةٍ

غُرَيريَّةٌ يَهدي الضُيوفَ زَفيرُها

غُرَيريَّةٌ يَهدي الضُيوفَ زَفيرُها

For them, between the flanks of Darghad and Dariyya,

Between the ribs of a bright-cheeked one, slim-flanked,

is a Ghurayri she-camel whose snorting guides the guests.

Is a throaty one whose purring welcomes the guests.