1. رُبَّ هَمّ على الفؤادِ جثومٍ

    أزعجتهُ عنى بناتُ الكرومِ

    Many a sorrow crouched heavily upon the heart;

    the daughters of the vines drove it away from me.

  2. فتمشَّت في قلبي المهمومِ

    كتمشي الترياقِ في المسمومِ

    Then they coursed through my sorrow-laden heart

    like an antidote coursing through one poisoned.