فَليْتَ الموتَ اذْ قُدِّرَ

لم يُخلقْ لنا الاِلفُ

If only death, when decreed,

Had not created for us affection,

ففي فُرقَة مَنْ نأ

لَفُ ما أهونُه الحَتفُ

For in the separation of one we love

Is sorrow, however slight the end.