1. I recalled the imminent separation and my eyes overflowed with tears
While in my heart raged fires, burning hot through my bones to my skin

2. I've no soul able to bear their loss-
Oh, would that to the grave I'd gone before this home!

3. To God I complain of the blows of fate-
A heavy burden no hands can carry.

4. In Taybah was a life so sweet, now bitter to the taste-
Ill-fortune nursed at good fortune's breast!

5. I glance between Wadi-`Uqayq and her dear home,
Then turn aside, distraught, to neither road nor stead.

6. The dwellings of her I loved as child, as youth,
As man, till with white hairs grayed, in the cold of life.