أَهاجَكَ بِالعَبَوقَرَةِ الدِيارُ

نَعَم مِنا مَنازِلُها قِفارُ

The abodes were stirred by passionate love

Indeed, since we left, their dwellings are barren wastes

فَمَرخُ مُخَلِّصٍ فَمَحَنَّباتٌ

عَفَتها الرِيحُ بَعدَكِ وَالقِطارُ

So smiles of joy are now distorted frowns

And only wind and trains pass by them now you're gone