1. When grief within me swells, I recite the verse of Mutayyam,
For the day of parting in my heart are wounds and scars.

2. If days have come between us and parted us,
Who then is free from their harm and blame?

3. And I recited a poem said by one of youthful vigor,
Whose sorrow was deep - four lines and prose.

4. "She dwelt in a land which Sulayma's rain used to water,
With showers that would satisfy it and render it fertile."