غضبتَ وظِلتَ من سَفهٍ وطيشٍ

تُهزهِزُ لحيةً في قدّ رَفْشِ

You were angry and remained from foolishness and recklessness

You shake a beard in a soft neck

فما افترقتْ لمغضبكَ الثُريّا

ولا اجتمعتْ هناك بناتُ نعشِ

So the Pleiades did not separate for your anger

Nor did the Daughters of the Bier assemble there