1. حتام سفن أَمانينا عَلى يَبس

    تَجري بِجَنح ظَلام مَطفيء القَبسِ

    How long will the ships of our hopes, upon dry land,

    sail on the wing of a darkness that quenches the flame?

  2. لَعَل مِن عالم الأَلطاف يُدركها

    ريح النَجاة فَتَنجو آخر النَفسِ

    Perhaps from the realm of divine graces there will reach them

    a wind of deliverance, and they will be saved at the final breath.