Sol 6.1

  1. حجبت محياها الجميل فما جنت

    عيناي لما غاب زهر رياض

    She veiled her lovely face, so nothing did

    my eyes reap when the gardens’ blossoms vanished.

  2. وبكيت سيف جفونها ووصالها

    وكلاهما من شؤم بختي ماض

    And I wept for the sword of her eyelids and for union with her;

    through my ill luck, the one is keen, the other gone.