لا تَعدَّى من العَقيقِ الأُثَيلا

لا تَعدَّى من العَقيقِ الأُثَيلا

عارضٌ يترُكُ البَسيطةَ سَيلا

عارضٌ يترُكُ البَسيطةَ سَيلا

May al-Uthayl in al-Aqiq never be passed over

Do not exceed in the sharply twisted ʿuqayq,

By a rain cloud that turns the earth into a torrent.

A stream dropping down the plain hurriedly.

وَسَقى اللهُ بالثَّنِيَّةِ داراً

وَسَقى اللهُ بالثَّنِيَّةِ داراً

جَمَعَتنا على السُّرورِ وليلَى

جَمَعَتنا على السُّرورِ وليلَى

And may God water a dwelling at al-Thaniyya

And may God water with the bending valley a house

That brought us and Layla together in joy.

Which gathered us together in cheer and at night.

وَسَرى بُكرَةً عَليها نَسيمٌ

وَسَرى بُكرَةً عَليها نَسيمٌ

مَندَليٌّ في الروَّضِ يَسحَبُ ذَيلا

مَندَليٌّ في الروَّضِ يَسحَبُ ذَيلا

And may a breeze drift over it at dawn,

And a morning breeze wandered about it

Scented with Mandali aloeswood, trailing its hem through the meadows.

A Najdi one trailing its tail in the meadow.

عَطِرٌ لا يَزالُ يُركِضُ في حَل

عَطِرٌ لا يَزالُ يُركِضُ في حَل

بَةِ تِلكَ الطُّلولِ للمُزنِ خَيلا

بَةِ تِلكَ الطُّلولِ للمُزنِ خَيلا

Fragrant, it keeps driving at a gallop, in the race—

A perfume that does not cease galloping in the robe

—course of those ruins, the rain clouds' horses.

Of those tresses for the softly-walking horses.

يا خَليلي قِف ساعَةً وابكِ عَنِّي

يا خَليلي قِف ساعَةً وابكِ عَنِّي

ذَلِكَ البان والحِمَى والنُّخَيلا

ذَلِكَ البان والحِمَى والنُّخَيلا

My friend, pause a moment and weep on my behalf

O my friend stop for an hour and weep for me

For those ban trees, the protected pasture, and the little palms.

Over that home and the tribe and the palms.

أَربُعٌ للصِّبا عَهِدنا قَديماً

أَربُعٌ للصِّبا عَهِدنا قَديماً

في ربُاها لَنا هُناكَ أُهَيلا

في ربُاها لَنا هُناكَ أُهَيلا

Abodes of youth: long ago we knew

Four for youth: long ago we vowed

There upon their hills dear folk of our own,

To foster it there, and for us children were reared.

وَمَليحِ الصِّفاتِ كالرِّيمِ طَرفاً

وَمَليحِ الصِّفاتِ كالرِّيمِ طَرفاً

والتِفَاناً والغُصنِ عَطفاً وميَلا

والتِفَاناً والغُصنِ عَطفاً وميَلا

And a fair-featured one, gazelle-like in gaze

And beautifully mannered like the gaze of the wild cow,

And in turning, and like a bough in bending and swaying.

My bending over and the branch's inclination and bend.

يجعلُ اللَّيلَ بالجَبينِ نَهاراً

يجعلُ اللَّيلَ بالجَبينِ نَهاراً

وَيُعيدُ النَّهارَ بالشَّعرِ لَيلا

وَيُعيدُ النَّهارَ بالشَّعرِ لَيلا

He makes night into day with his brow,

Who makes the night into day on my forehead

And turns day back into night with his hair.

And makes the day by my hair into night.

باخِلٌ بالخَيالِ لَم يَرجُ مِنهُ

باخِلٌ بالخَيالِ لَم يَرجُ مِنهُ

مُستَهامٌ يَستَرفِد الوَصلَ نَيلا

مُستَهامٌ يَستَرفِد الوَصلَ نَيلا

Stingy with his dream-image: no favor from him has been hoped for

A niggard with illusion who has not flowed from it

By a lovesick soul begging for union.

A downpour which asks union for a channel.

لِيَ جِسمٌ من خَصرِهِ وَسَقامي

لِيَ جِسمٌ من خَصرِهِ وَسَقامي

هُوَ أَوهَى قُوىً وأَضعَفُ حَيلا

هُوَ أَوهَى قُوىً وأَضعَفُ حَيلا

I have a body that, compared with his waist and my sickness,

I have a body from his waist and my sickness

Is frailer in strength and weaker in power.

Is weaker in strength and more feeble in stratagem.