ولقد نزلت ولا أغشّك منزلاً

جنَّ الغمام به فليس يفيقُ

I descended, and do not deceive you, to an abode

The clouds closed in upon it, so it does not awaken

حلَّت خيوط المزن فوق بيوته

فإذا مخيطات البناء فتوقُ

The ropes of fate settled upon its homes

So the stitchings of the building long

فالباكيانِ نواظرٌ وسحائبٌ

والضاحكانِ شوامتٌ وبروق

The weeping have glances and clouds

And the laughing have gloating and lightning

بتنا نصفّ بها الدّنان وخمرها

ماءٌ وكلُّ سقوفه راووق

We spent the night in it halving the bright coins and its wine

Water, and all its ceilings leak