لو أنّ يومَ فراقِهم عن موعدٍ

لم يَفْجِعوا قلبي بحُسْنِ تجلُّدِ

If only the day I parted from them was not so hard

They would not have pained my heart with such graceful composure

جَدَّ الرحيلُ وفي الفُؤادِ لُبانةٌ

بينَ الأهِلَّةِ والغُصونِ المُيَّدِ

Departing was difficult, with yearning in my heart

Between the crescent moon and the swaying branches