1. لدمعي لدى التّوديع من محجري نهرُ

    جدا ولنظم الشّمل يوم النّوى نثرُ

    At farewell, my tears form a river from my eye socket,

    Pouring forth; on separation’s day, the bonds of union are scattered.

  2. وفي كبدي جمرٌ يشبّ لهيبهُ

    على أنّه لا ينطفي ذاك الجمرُ

    And in my liver is an ember whose flame flares up,

    Yet that ember does not go out.

  3. ولمّا رأيت الشّوق للصّبر هازما

    وعهدي بأنّ الشّوق يهزمُه الصّبرُ

    And when I saw longing defeating patience,

    Though I had known that patience defeats longing,

  4. فقلتُ لصبري لِمْ هُزمت فقال لي

    لأنّي هزمتُ الشّوق مُذ لان لي نصر

    So I said to my patience, “Why were you defeated?” It said to me:

    “Because I defeated longing ever since Nasr grew gentle toward me.”