جَنى النّسيمُ عليّ

جَنى النّسيمُ عليّ

وما تبيّنتُ غدْرَهْ

وما تبيّنتُ غدْرَهْ

The breeze did me wrong,

The breeze gathered me in

And I did not discern its treachery,

And I did not realize its betrayal

إذْ صيّرَ الخَلْقَ نجْداً

إذْ صيّرَ الخَلْقَ نجْداً

والأرضَ أبْناءَ عُذْرَهْ

والأرضَ أبْناءَ عُذْرَهْ

When it turned creation into Najd,

When it made all creation discomfort

And the earth into the sons of ʿUdhra.

And the earth the children of its excuse