بِغَيْضَةِ وحْشِ اللّيْلِ خوفٌ ووَحْشَةٌ

كأنّ فُؤادي وحْشَةً قد أعارَها

With the rage of the beast of night, fear and loneliness

As if my heart lent its loneliness

ولكنّ هَذي أقْفَرَتْ منْ أنيسِها

وغَيْضَةُ قلْبي يسْكُنُ الهَمُّ دارَها

But this one lost its companion

And the grudge of my heart, grief makes its home