1. The day we stopped at the ruined abodes,
It was a difficult day, O Hudhaifa!

2. At the slopes of a dark hill, to a people's watering place -
Two rivers pour misfortunes upon it.

3. When we looked around, we saw no stars there,
Except those that had just set in the west.

4. And every friend of mine and lover of beauty
Seeks from those ruins a lost beloved.

5. The eyes of the caravan turned back after aspiration -
Dejected, and the hearts of lovers, anguished!

6. Their hearts split with grief,
When the bereft mothers split their robes.

7. The homes took from us their share -
Of tears and reddened eyelids their share.

8. The she-camels of the caravan moaned until I found
Within my ribs a burning agony.

9. On that day of sorrow in the fever,
I knew not if they had lost a beloved or lost hearts!