بَكَت عَنانٌ مُسبِلٌ دَمعُها
كَالدُرِّ يَسَّنَّنُ من خَيطِهِ
A sad-faced one weeps, letting down her tears
Like pearls slipping slowly off their string
بَكَت عَنانٌ مُسبِلٌ دَمعُها
كَالدُرِّ يَسَّنَّنُ من خَيطِهِ
A sad-faced one weeps, letting down her tears
Like pearls slipping slowly off their string