أَطالَ ليلَ الصُّدودِ حتَّى

يَئِسْتُ مِنْ غُرَّةِ الصَّباحِ

The night of rejection has lingered so long

That I despaired of the bright dawn’s early light

كأنَّهُ إِذْ دَجا غُدافٌ

قَدْ حَضَنَ الأَرْضَ بالجَناحِ

As if when darkness fell, a great giant

Had wrapped the earth beneath his sable wing