ذكرتَ صوميَ في عامين قد جمعا

لحالتي بين ذي وصلٍ ومهجور

I remembered my companions through two years that had brought together

in my lot, quenching, severance, and estrangement.

قد فطراني فما في ذا وذا كبد

شتَّان ما بين تفطيرٍ وتفطير

The two have split me open—in this one and that, no liver remains.

What a gulf between my being split apart and a breaking of the fast!