1. عُوفِيتُ مِن جَرَبٍ بهِ

    صِرْتُ المُنقَّبَ والمُمزَّقْ

    I was cured of scabies that

    left me riddled with holes and torn.

  2. وَأَحُكُّ لَيلي بالمَرا

    فِقِ واليَدَيْنِ وَلستُ أَلحَقْ

    And all night I scratch with my el-

    bows and both hands, yet cannot keep up.

  3. عُرْيانَ كالعُود اليب

    يسِ وإنَّما جَفْني مُؤَرَّقْ

    Naked as a stick, dried-

    out, and my eyelid knows only sleeplessness.

  4. وَكأَنَّ جِسمِى مِن دَمي

    بِأَظافِرِى الرُّكْنُ المُخَلَّقْ

    And my body seems, from my own blood

    drawn by my fingernails, like the perfume-anointed Corner.