هَبَّت فَعَلِمتُ أَنَّها مِن نَجدِ

هَبَّت فَعَلِمتُ أَنَّها مِن نَجدِ

ريحٌ لِنَسيمِها أَريجُ النِدِّ

ريحٌ لِنَسيمِها أَريجُ النِدِّ

It blew, and I knew it came from Najd—

The wind blew and I knew it was from Najd

a wind whose breeze carried the fragrance of aromatic incense.

A breeze whose gentle waft carries the scent of agarwood

لَكِن جَزَعاً قُلتُ لِواشٍ عِندي

لَكِن جَزَعاً قُلتُ لِواشٍ عِندي

هَذي النَسَمات لِلكَثيبِ الفَردِ

هَذي النَسَمات لِلكَثيبِ الفَردِ

But in fear, I said to a talebearer beside me:

But in sorrow I said to a companion at hand

“These breezes belong to the solitary dune.”

These breezes are for the lonely, barren dune