هَل يَبلُغَنَّهُم نُضوبُ مَدامِعي

وَفَناءُ قَلبي بَعدَهُم حَسَراتِ

Will my tears reaching their end ever reach them?

And my heart fading away in sorrow after them?

ريحٌ مِنَ الزَفَراتِ تَعصِفُ في الحَشا

وَوَراءَها مَطَرٌ مِنَ العَبَراتِ

A wind of sighs storms through the courtyard,

And behind it rain of tears.