بروحي جيرة أبقوا دموعي

وقد رحلوا بقلبي واصْطباري

With my soul as their neighbor, they left my tears behind

Though they traveled away with my heart and patience

كأنا للمجاورة اقْتسمنا

فقلبي جارهم والدمع جاري

As if we had divided the neighborhood between us

So my heart became their neighbor, and my tears kept falling