1. لَهون عَن الإِخوانِ إِذ سَفَر الضُحى

    وَفي كَبِدي مِن حَرِّهِنَّ حَريقُ

    They made me forget my companions as morning unveiled its face,

    while in my liver a fire burns from their ardor.

  2. مَزَجتُ دَماً بِالدّمع حَتى كَأَنَّما

    يُذابُ بِعَيني لُؤلُؤٌ وَعَقيقُ

    I mingled blood with tears, until it seemed

    that pearl and carnelian were melting in my eyes.