لَم تَزَل مُقلَتي تَفيضُ بِدَمعِ

مِثلِ الغُيوثِ مُذ فَقَدَتها

My tear ducts still overflow since you left

Like heavy rains that pour down without rest

مُقلَةٌ دَمعُها حَثيثٌ وَأُخرى

كُلَّما جَفَّ دَمعُها أَسعَدَتها

One eye sheds tears that flow swift and fast

The other dries up hoping the pain's past

ما جَرَت هَذِهِ عَلى الخَدِّ حَتّى

لَحِقَت تِلكَ بِالَّتي سَبَقَتها

No sooner does a teardrop cease to flow

Than the next begins, adding to my woe

دَمعَةٌ بَعدَ دَمعَةٍ فَإِذا ما

لَحَقَت تِلكَ هَذِهِ أَحدَرَتها

Tear after tear rolls down my cheeks' incline

Each chasing the one that came before its time