وَلَيلَةِ هَجرٍ بِتُّ أَرقُبُ صُبحَها

وَدَمعيَ مُنهَلٌّ وَطَرفِيَ ساهِرُ

Through a night of separation, I stayed awake, watching for its dawn,

My tears streaming while my eye remained wakeful.

أَقولُ لَها إِذا ضِقتُ ذَرعاً بِطولِها

أَيا لَيلَةَ الهِجرانِ ما لَكِ آخِرُ

I say to it, when I can bear its length no more:

O night of separation, have you no end?