1. The eyes rain down at the memory of what has passed
When the overflowing eyes are stingy with tears

2. Thousands stream down from the anguish of passion
As a crevice streams from his long absence

3. The cooing of the doves stirs up in me a grief
And the cooing of the sandgrouse, their friendship severed

4. At the separation of thousands, as though their eyes
Were the eyes of oryx does crossed by nannies

5. Those were, after being brought together by passion
A people split between them, so they differed

6. They left in my heart, when the fires died down
A grief that refused to pass when sorrows did