وحق مصارع أهل الهوى

لروعة صوت غراب النوى

It is the right of the slain lovers

For the melody of the raven's cry

وشكوى المحبين يوم الفرا

ق ما في قلوبهم من جدوى

And the lament of lovers on the day of parting

What is in their hearts of fervor

وقد لف اعناقهم موقف

وقد رفع البين فيه لوا

Necks wrapped in an encounter

Separation raised its banners between them

عشية أجروا عيون العيو

ن بين العقيق وبين اللوى

In the evening they shed copious tears

Between carnelian and pearls

دموعا كثرن فلو أنه

اتاهن وفد منى لارتوى

Had these tears come to me as an envoy from you

My thirst would have been quenched

لقد اتمنى زمانا يضم

بك الشمل وهو لقلبي هوى

I have longed for a time that would unite us

And be the desire of my heart