بِأَبِي وَأُمِّي زَائِرٌ مُتَقَنِّعٌ

لَمْ يَخْفَ ضَوْءُ الشَّمْسِ تَحْتَ قِنَاعِهِ

By my father and mother, a masked visitor

The light of the sun did not hide under his mask

لَمْ أَسْتَتِمَّ عِنَاقَهُ لِقُدُومِهِ

حَتَّى ابْتَدَأْتُ عِنَاقَهُ لِوَدَاعِهِ

I did not finish embracing him for his arrival

Until I started embracing him for his departure

فَمَضَى وَأَبْقَى فِي فُؤادِي حَسْرَةً

تَرَكَتْهُ مَوْقُوفَاً عَلَى أَوْجَاعِهِ

So he left and left in my heart a regret

That left it suspended in its pains