وَلَما التَقينا للوَداع غُدَيَّةً

وَقَد خَفَقَت في ساحَة القَصر راياتُ

When we met to bid farewell one morn

And flags were fluttering in the castle yard

وَقُربَتِ الجُردُ العِتاقُ وَصُفِّقت

طُبولٌ وَلاحَت لِلفِراق عَلاماتُ

The troops were mustering, the drums beat out

And signs of parting hung on every side

بَكَينا دَماً حَتّى كأنَّ عُيونَنا

لجري الدُموع الحُمر مِنها جِراحاتُ

We wept until our eyes flowed blood, as though

Our tears were red, so many wounds they'd scarred

وَكُنّا نُرَجّي الأوبَ بَعدَ ثَلاثَةٍ

فَكَيفَ وَقَد طالَت عَلَيها زياداتُ

We hoped to meet again in just three days

How harder now, so long has our exile tarred