يا رُبَّ بَيتٍ زُرتُهُ فَكَأَنَّما

قَد ضَمَّني مِن ضيقِهِ سِجنُ

O Lord of a house I visited, it was as though

Its narrowness had imprisoned me

لَم يُحسِنِ الرُمّانُ جَمعَ أَحِبَّةٍ

في قِشرَةٍ إِلّا كَما نَحنُ

The pomegranate did not succeed in gathering loved ones

In a single rind except as we are