1. تَذَكَّرَت نَفسي رياحينَها

    فَيا خَليلَيَّ رَيا حينَها

    My soul recalled her fragrant blossoms.

    O my two companions—Rayyā as she was then!

  2. أَخافَها الدَهرُ وَإِن لَم أَزَل

    أَقرَأُ خَوفَ العَينِ ياسينَها

    Time frightened her, though I never ceased

    reciting Yā Sīn over her for fear of the evil eye.

  3. يا عَجَباً يَأمُرُني الشَوقُ أَن

    أَرجو رَياها وَياسي نَهى

    How strange! Longing commands me to

    hope for her fragrance, while my despair forbids me.