سَرى عائِفاً مِن عُرفهِ وَحُليهِ

فَأَمنهَ زيُّ السُرى عَن حُجولِهِ

He set forth, leaving behind his campsite and belongings,

And the radiance of his journey made him forget their loss.

صَحباً ثُمَّ أَصبحتُ شاكِياً

وَشُكرُ جَميل الوَجهِ جَحد جَميلهِ

At first I was his companion, then the next morning, I complained -

Yet to deny the beauty of his face is to deny all beauty.