وَيَقُرُّ عَيني وَهيَ نازِحَةٌ

مالا يَقُرُّ بِعَينِ ذي الحِلمِ

My eyes find peace in parting

Though peace is not found in the wise

أَنّي أَرى وَأَظُنُّها سَتَرى

وَضَحَ النَهارِ وَعالِيَ النَجمِ

I see and expect she will see

The bright day and the high stars