صَوابٌ لِعَيني أَن تَصوبَ دُموعُها

وَقَد شَمَّرَت بِالظاعِنينَ القَلائِصُ

It is right for my eyes to aim their tears,

Though the slanderers have bared their fangs.

صَرَفتُ إِلَيهِم طَرفَ عَينٍ سَخينَةٍ

وَإِنسانُها في لُجَّةِ الدَمعِ غائِصُ

I turned towards them an eye hot with pain,

While its humanity was sunk in the sea of tears.

صَباحاً وَقَد طالَت دُوَينَ شُخوصِهِم

فِساحُ الفَيافي وَالأَكامُ الشَواخِصُ

In the morning, when their departure dragged on-

The open spaces of al-Fayyaf, and the lofty sand dunes.

سَباكَ وَلا يَغلِب عَلَيكَ وَقَد بَدا

شُعاعُ مَشيبٍ في المَفارِقِ وابِصُ

O Sabaak! Do not let it get the better of you, now that

The gleam of gray hair has appeared, illuminating the parting.