لم تُبقِ في الكُفّارِ الاّ هارباً
يحكي فخلناهُ بذكركَ يَكلفُ
None remain among the infidels except a fugitive
Who mourns when we leave him to speak of you
فكأنّما في قلبهِ من ذُعرِهِ
وخزّ كما نَقبَ الأديمَ المخصفُ
As if in his heart from his panic
Is a piercing like a needle puncturing leather
