خَليلَيَّ كَم مِن زَفرَةٍ قَد رَدَدتُها

وَمِن ظُلمَةٍ وارَت عَلَيَّ ضُحىً حَجرا

My friend how many a moan have I stifled

And how much darkness that hovered over me at morn have I dispelled

إِذا ما دَعا قَومٌ عَلَيَّ أَخاهُمُ

دَعَوتُ فَلَم أُسمِع حَكيماً وَلا عَمرا

When a people invoked their brother against me

I called but no wise man nor Umar heard me