أَلا ساجِل دُموعي ياغَمامُ

وَطارِحني بِشَجوِكَ ياحَمامُ

O clouds, record my tears

And soothe me with your mourning, O doves

فَقَد وَفَّيتُها سِتّينَ حَولاً

وَنادَتني وَرائي هَل أَمامُ

For sixty years I have been faithful

And she called me, is there still time ahead?

وَكُنتُ وَمِن لُباناتي لُبَيني

هُناكَ وَمِن مَراضِعِيَ المُدامُ

There I was, still nursing from her breast milk

As the morning reveals us in the belly of grief

يُطالِعُنا الصَباحُ بِبَطنِ حَزوى

فَيُنكِرُنا وَيَعرِفُنا الظَلامُ

It denies us at first then recognizes us in the darkness

Joyful company once gathered here

وَكانَ بِها البَشامُ مَراحَ أُنسٍ

فَماذا بَعدَنا فَعَلَ البَشامُ

What has become of them since we left?

O crack of youth farewell

فَيا شَرخَ الشَبابِ أَلا لِقاءٌ

يُبَلُّ بِهِ عَلى يَأسٍ أُوامُ

A meeting that would heal despair

O shadow of youth, you once covered

وَيا ظِلَّ الشَبابِ وَكُنتَ تَندى

عَلى أَفياءِ سَرحَتِكَ السَلامُ

The tops of the hills in your wanderings, peace