أفي رسمِ دارٍ إذ وقفَت به قفِر
جَرى لك دمعٌ كالجُمانِ من القَصرِ
Was it at the desolate traces of an abode, when you stood there,
When you paused before a home in ruins
that your tears flowed like pearls from necks?
A tear flowed like a torrent from the palace
Sol 6.1