1. قِف بِالمَنازِلِ وَاِندُبِ الأَطلالا

    وَسلِ الرُبوعَ الدارِساتِ سُؤالا

    Stop at the dwellings and lament the ruins,

    and ask a question of the faded dwelling sites:

  2. أَينَ الأَحِبَّةُ أَينَ سارَت عيسُهُم

    هاتيكَ تَقطَعُ في اليَبابِ أَلالا

    Where are the loved ones? Where have their pale camels gone?

    There they are, crossing Alal in the barren waste.

  3. مِثلَ الحَدائِقِ في السَرابِ تَراهُمُ

    الآلُ يَعظُمُ في العُيونِ أَلالا

    You see them like gardens in the mirage;

    the mirage makes Alal loom large before the eyes.

  4. ساروا يُريدونَ العُذَيبَ لِيَشرَبوا

    ماءً بِهِ مِثلُ الحَياةِ زُلالا

    They journeyed, seeking al-Udhayb, to drink

    water there, clear and sweet as life.

  5. فَقَفَوتُ أَسأَلُ عَنهُمُ ريحَ الصَبا

    هَل خَيَّموا أَو إِستَظَلّوا الضالا

    So I followed, asking the east wind about them:

    Have they camped, or taken shade beneath the wild lote trees?

  6. قالَت تَرَكتُ عَلى زَرودَ قِبابَهُم

    وَالعيسِ تَشكو مِن سُراها كَلالا

    She said, 'I left their domed tents at Zarud,

    with the pale camels complaining of weariness from their night journey.

  7. قَد أَسدَلوا فَوقَ القِبابِ مَضارِباً

    يَستُرنَ مِن حُرِّ الهَجيرِ جَمالا

    They have draped tent coverings over the domed tents,

    shielding beauty from the heat of noon.

  8. فَاِنهَض إِلَيهِم طالِباً آثارَهُم

    وَاِرفُل بِعيسِكَ نَحوَهُم إِرفالا

    So rise and go to them, seeking their tracks,

    and proceed toward them with your pale camels in stately stride.

  9. فَإِذا وَقَفتَ عَلى مَعالِمِ حاجِرٍ

    وَقَطَعتَ أَغواراً بِها وَجِبالا

    Then, when you halt at the landmarks of Hajir

    and have crossed its lowlands and mountains,

  10. قَرَبُت مَنازِلُهُم وَلاحَت نارُهُم

    ناراً قَد اِشعَلَتِ الهَوى إِشعالا

    their dwellings draw near, and their fire comes into view—

    a fire that has set passion ablaze.

  11. فَأَنِخ بِها لا يَرهَبَنَّكَ أُسُدُها

    الإِشتِياقُ يُريكَها أَشبالا

    So make your camel kneel there; let not its lions frighten you:

    longing makes you see them as cubs.'