غَبَرَت خَيلُنا نُقاسِمُها القو

غَبَرَت خَيلُنا نُقاسِمُها القو

تَ وَلَم يُبقِ حاصِدُ المَحلِ عودا

تَ وَلَم يُبقِ حاصِدُ المَحلِ عودا

Our horses endured, while we shared our sustenance with them,

Our horses' dust we share,

and drought’s reaper had left not a twig:

No straw left for the thresher there,

شَتوَةٌ توسِعُ الجِمالُ لَها الرَس

شَتوَةٌ توسِعُ الجِمالُ لَها الرَس

لَ وَنُسقي عِيالَنا تَصريدا

لَ وَنُسقي عِيالَنا تَصريدا

a winter when the camels lavished milk on them,

A winter so biting, the camels bear,

while we gave our dependents only scant draughts.

And we water our families drop by drop.

ذاكَ حَتّى إِذا الرَبيعُ نَفى الأَز

ذاكَ حَتّى إِذا الرَبيعُ نَفى الأَز

مَةَ قُدنا بِها شَياطينَ قودا

مَةَ قُدنا بِها شَياطينَ قودا

So it went until spring banished hardship;

Until spring sweeps the gloom away,

we led them forth, long-necked devils,

We drive the devils, our whips at play,

وَرَمَينا بِها دِيارَ الأَعادي

وَرَمَينا بِها دِيارَ الأَعادي

فَأَثابَت بِكُلِّ قَعبٍ قَعودا

فَأَثابَت بِكُلِّ قَعبٍ قَعودا

and hurled them against our enemies’ dwellings.

And seek the foe's abodes to fray,

For every wooden bowl, they repaid us with a young male camel.

Each dale and hill is victory's prop.

حَبَّذا هُنَّ مَتجَراً رَبِحَ الصَف

حَبَّذا هُنَّ مَتجَراً رَبِحَ الصَف

قَةَ تَحوي الغِنى وَتَشفي الحَقودا

قَةَ تَحوي الغِنى وَتَشفي الحَقودا

How fine they are as a venture—a profitable bargain—

Blessed be the bargain that profits all,

amassing wealth and satisfying the vengeful!

Dispelling want and envy's gall.