كأنّي وقد فاضَت سُيولُ مدامعى

فشَبَّت حريقاً فى الحشَا والتَّرائبِ

It is as if I, when the floods of my tears overflowed,

Igniting a burning fire within my vitals and ribs,

ذُبالَةُ قِنديلٍ تَعُومُ بمائها

وتُشعَلُ فيها النَّارُ من كلِّ جانبِ

Am the wick of a lamp swimming in its own oil,

While fire is set ablaze in it from every side.