كم كم مُلَحٍ على أذاه

يسلُّ من فكِّهِ حُسَاماً

How much salt upon his injury

Spills from his mouth a blazing sword

صَبَّ قَذَى القَولِ في صُمَاخِي

فَصَارَ حِلمي له فِدَاماً

He poured the sparks of words in my ears

So my dream for him became ransom