وَلَمّا دَفَنّا جِسمَهُ في تُرابِهِ

جَعَلتُ صَميمَ القَلبِ مِنّي لَهُ قَبرا

When we buried his body in the soil

I made the heart within me his tomb

وَتُربَتَهُ سِرَّ الفُؤادِ وَكُلَّما

هَمَمتُ بِأَن أَنساهُ جَدَّدَ لي ذِكرا

And his dust became the secret of my heart

Whenever I tried to forget him, it renewed the memory