تَزَوَّد منَ الأَقمارِ قبلَ أُفولِها

لِظُلمَةِ أَيّامِ الفِراقِ وَطولِها

He gathered provisions from the moons before their setting

For the darkness of the days of parting and their length

فَرُبَّ وداعٍ يَنفَعُ المَرءِ بَعضُهُ

إِذا رَضِيَت نَفسُ امرىءٍ بِقَليلِها

So parting may benefit a person somewhat

When the soul of a man is content with little

غداً تَفعَلُ الأَشجانُ بِالرَكبِ فِعلَها

وَتُجتَثُّ هاتيكَ المُنى مِن أُصولِها

Tomorrow the sorrows will act upon the travelers as they are prone

And those wishes will be uprooted from their origins

وَيَدري أَخوا الأَشواقِ سرَّ هُلوعهِ

لِذكر النَوى وَالخوفِ قبلَ نُزولِها

And the brothers of passions know the secret of their grief

For the memory of the homeland and fear before its descent

لَقد بوغِتَت تلك المُنى فَتَصرَّمَت

وَلم تَقضِ منها النَفسُ أَيسَرَ سولِها

Indeed those wishes have come to fruition and then perished

And the soul did not fulfill from it the easiest of its hopes

أَأَنتَ رَزينٌ أَيُّها القَلبُ في غدٍ

كعهدِكَ أم سارٍ وَراءَ حُمولِها

Oh heart, will you be devout tomorrow

As was your custom, or traveling behind the caravans?