1. The sorrows of parting have struck their blow
Laying low the dearest of men to my people

2. And the joy of meeting would have quenched my eyes' thirst
Had they thirsted, watered by tears as I slept

3. Among the sand dunes passion enfeebled me
With a love that enfeebled the censured Gazelles

4. O day you surprised me by parting from him
I was unprepared since you were not my day