غَرُبَت خَلائِقُكَ الحِسانُ غَريبَةً

وَرَمى الزَّمانُ دُنُوَّها بِبُعادِ

Your good manners have become estranged

And time has cast their intimacy far away

ذَهَبَت كَما ذَهَبَ الرَّبيعُ وَخَلَّفَت

قَيظَ المَقيلِ حَرارَةُ الأَكبادِ

They have gone just as spring went away

Leaving the heat of noon to burn the livers