وَلَمّا عَزَّ دَمعُ العَينِ فاضَت
دِماءً عِندَ تَرحالِ الفَريقِ
When tears were helpless, blood poured forth
At the parting of loved ones
وَقَد نَظَمَت عَلى خَدّي سُموطاً
مِنَ الدُرِّ المُفَصَّلِ بِالعَقيقِ
It traced lines on my cheek
Like strings of pearls with garnet beads
