1. أرسلتُ طَرْفي يقتضي طرفَها

    وَعْداً به أُبرئُ أسقامي

    I sent my gaze to seek from hers

    A promise by which I might cure my ailments.

  2. فعاد عنه للحشا جارحاً

    كرَجْعَةِ السهمِ إلى الرّامي

    It returned from hers, wounding my heart,

    Like an arrow returning to the archer.

  3. فقاتلي طرفيَ لا طَرْفُهَا

    والجَفْنُ من جرحِ الحشا دامِ

    So my own gaze, not hers, is my slayer,

    And my eyelid bleeds from the wound in my heart.