وَلَوْ تَرى إِذْ جُبَّتِي مِنْ طاقِ

وَلِمَّتِي مِثْلُ جناحِ غاقِ

And if you could see when my coat is torn

And my cloak is like the wing of a dove

ذا دَغَواتٍ قُلَّبِ الأَخْلاقِ

With stains that change morals