1. ما لهندٍ تكفكفُ الدمع حزناً

    وشفاءُ الحزين في راحَتَيْها

    What ails Hind, that she wipes away tears in sorrow,

    While the cure for the sorrowful lies in her two palms?

  2. صَبَغَ الدرُّ خدَّها قانياً إذ

    نثرتها الشؤونُ من مقلتيها

    Pearls dyed her cheek crimson when

    Her tear ducts scattered them from her eyes.

  3. كنتُ أسلو خيامَ نجدٍ فلما

    مالتِ العيسُ بالحُدوج إليهاه

    I was ceasing to yearn for the tents of Najd, but when

    The white camels turned toward them with the howdahs,

  4. راح دمعي كدمعِ هندٍ ولكنْ

    ساعةً ينهمي على وجنتيها

    My tears flowed like Hind's tears, yet

    For a while they streamed down upon her cheeks.