1. بَكَت عَلَيَّ غَداةَ البَينِ حِينَ رَأَت

    دَمعِي يَفيضُ وَحالِي حالُ مَبهُوبِ

    She wept for me on the morning of parting, when she saw

    My tears overflowing, and my state that of one bewildered.

  2. فَدَمعَتِي ذَوبُ ياقُوتٍ عَلى ذَهَبٍ

    وَدَمعُها ذَوبُ دُرٍّ فَوقَ ياقُوتِ

    So my teardrop is molten ruby upon gold,

    And her tears are molten pearl upon ruby.