هَل تَذكُرِينَ إِذِ الرِّكابُ مُناخَةٌ
بِرِحالِها لِرَواحِ اَهلِ المَوسِمِ
Do you remember when the riders reined in their mounts
At the dwellings of the pilgrims on the day of assembling,
إِذ نَحنُ نَستَرِقُ الحَدِيثَ وَفَوقَنا
مِثلُ الظَّلامِ مِنَ الغُبارِ الأَقتَمِ
When we would steal glances and above us
Was darkness like the gloomiest dust,
وَنَظلُّ نُظهِرُ بالحَوَاجِبِ بَينَنا
مافِى النُّفُوسِ وَنَحنُ لا نَتَكَلَّمُ
And we kept appearing with our eyebrows between us
What was in our souls, while we did not speak?
