حَقِيقٌ لِعَيْنَيَّ أَنْ تَدْمَعا

لِحَرِّ الفِراقِ وأَنْ تَجْزَعا

My eyes must shed tears

out of grief for separation and cry in pain,

وَأَلْطِمُ خَدَّيَّ حُزْناً عَلَيْهِ

وأَبْكي عَلى الإِلْفِ إِذْ وَدَّعا

and I must strike my cheeks in sorrow for him

and weep for intimacy now departed.

رَمَاني الزَّمانُ بِسَهْمِ الفِراقِ

فَشَتَّتَ شَمْلي وَلَمْ يَجْمَعا

Time's arrow struck me with the pain of parting,

scattering my gathered self, never to reunite.