يَا سَاعَةَ البَيْنِ قد نَسِيتُ بِما
كابَدْتُهُ منكَ لَذَّةَ الزَّمَنِ
O hour of parting, through what I suffered
from you, I have forgotten the sweetness of time.
قَدْ ظَعَنَ الرَّكْبُ بِالجَمالِ وَبِال
حُسْنِ وَعُدْنا بالشَّوْقِ والحَزَنِ
The caravan has departed with beauty and with—
loveliness; and we returned with longing and sorrow.
Sol 5.6