زُرِعَ السّهاد بِمُقلَتي في حبِّهِ

فَرَعَتهُ عَيني وَاِرتَضت بِفَنائِها

With my eyelashes his meadow was sown

My eyes grazed it, and were content to fade for it

وَلِأَجلِ أَن يَبقى عُيوني قَد غَدَت

تَبكي وَتَسقيهِ الزّمانَ بِمائِها

And so that my eyes might endure, they began

To weep, and water it through time with their tears