رَأَت ذَهَبَ الخَدَّينِ مِنّي لَبَينِها

بِياقوتِ دَمعِ المُقلَتَينِ مُرَصَّعا

She saw the gold of my cheeks had plainly left me

Adorned with the ruby tears of my two eyelids

فَكادَت أَسىً روحي تَقَطَّعُ إِذا بَدا

عَلى خَدِّها سَلكُ الدُموعِ مُقَطَّعا

So my soul nearly ruptured with sorrow when

On her cheek appeared the string of tears, severed