1. The bridge's eyes were struck by time, so they cracked
And the full moon of communion appeared in it, eclipsed

2. The sea's eyes overflowed, turbid
Crying over a time that was clear in the past

3. From the outpouring of its eyes the waves watered
A flood of my worries, and watered in the ground something that did not dry

4. The ponds, their insides filled with it
And they keep the matter secret, patiently, though it is known

5. Oh its fortune, it was patient in that and hoped
It remains still, not complaining with sorrow

6. And its edge has become tearful with grief
No matter how you call it, "My eye, enough, enough!"

7. The date palm of Jumayz felt lonely without a company
That used to console it, shading them

8. It sways its ends to the people, faded
And does not see anyone among them sympathizing with it

9. Oh may God protect a time that has passed when it descended
With the good life for us in the bridge, preceded