وَقَفنا لِلوِداعِ وَقَد أُثيرَت

مَطِيُّهُمُ وَجَدَّ الإرتِحالُ

We stood to bid farewell, their riding beasts were saddled,

And setting forth was stirred,

نَبُثُّ سَرائِراً فينا وَكادَت

تَنوحُ لِرِقَّةِ الشَكوى الجَمالُ

Secrets in us they sowed, and beauty's soft complaining

Seemed ready to break into tears.