1. Where the sands gather and the tears flow
A heart forever stirred by sorrows
١. حَيثُ اِنعَقد الرَملُ وَماس البانُ
قَلبٌ أَبَدا تَهيجُه الأَحزانُ
2. No harm to their cheeks, though my eyes weep
Were the meadows and valleys joined as one
٢. ما ضَرَّ خدودَهم وَعَيني عَبرى
لَو جُمِّعَتِ الرِياضُ وَالغُدرانُ