تَظَلُّ وَراءَ السِترِ تَرنو بِلَحظِها

إِذا مَرَّ مِن أَترابِها مَن يَروقُها

She lingers behind the veil, yearning with her glance

If one she fancies passes by her peers

إِذا جَمَعَ الإِثنانِ جَمعاً رَمَيتُهُم

بِأَركانِها حَتّى تَخَلّى سَبيلُها

When two are gathered, I pelt them

With her pillows, until he leaves her be

أَضَرَّ بِها التَهجيرُ حَتّى كَأَنَّها

بَقايا سُلالٍ لَم يَدَعها سُلالُها

Separation has marred her, as though she were

The remnants of a lineage abandoned by its own