بَكى اِبنُ عبيدَ يوسُفَ إِذ أَتاهُ

بِغُربَتِهِ نَعى كَريمتينِ

Ibn Ubaid's son Yusuf wept when

In his exile, he was told of the death of two noble ladies.

هُما فَرعا جَمالٍ يُوسُفِيٍّ

قَد اِنقَصَفا أَمامَ رِياحِ بينِ

They were branches of Yusuf's beauty,

Which had withered before the winds of separation.

فَرُوزاً فرقدٌ اسما أَخوهُ

فَوا أَسَفاً لَفَقَدِ الفرقدينِ

One was named Farwaz, the other Farkad, his sister -

Alas for the loss of the two Farkads!

لِذلكَ خَطَّ فَوقَهُما حُروفاً

لَقَد كُتَبَتْ بِدَمعِ المُقلَتينِ

So for them he traced letters

Written with the tears of oppressed eyes.

أَيا دَمعِ اُسقِ قَبراً أَرَّخوهُ

بَكَيتُ بِهِ ذُبولَ الزَهرَتينِ

Oh tears, water a grave I have dated

With you, for the withering of the two blossoms.