ولَيلٍ مثلِ يومِ البَيْنِ طُولاً

كأَنَّ ظَلامَهُ لَوْنُ الصُّدودِ

The night of separation is as long as a day

Its darkness is the hue of estrangement

بياضُ هِلالِهِ فيهِ سَوادٌ

كَإِثْرِ اللَّطمِ في يَقَقِ الخُدودِ

The crescent's paleness in it is blackness

Like the scar of slaps on hollow cheeks