بَكَيا لِأَجلِ خُروجِهِ في زَورَةٍ

يا لَيتَ شِعري كَيفَ يَومُ فِراقِهِ

They wept for his departure on a false pretext

Oh, how I wonder what his day of parting was like

لَو كانَ يَسمَعُ يَومَذاكَ بُكاهُما

رُدَّت إِلَيهِ الروحُ مِن إِشفاقِهِ

If only he had heard their weeping that day

His soul would have returned to him out of sympathy