1. My envious rival shed crocodile tears for me
While in his breast his heart was filled with glee
١. بَكى لي حاسِدي مَيناً وَأدري
بِضِحكِ فُؤادِهِ بَينَ الضُلوعِ
2. How false are sorrows that do not draw
The welling tears grief's swelling founts outpour
٢. وَأَكذَبُ ما يَكونُ الحُزنُ يَوماً
إِذا كانَ البُكاءُ بِلا دُموعِ