1. وثقيلةِ الأوصالٍِ تَحسَبُ أنّها

    فلكٌ يَضيق بصبرها حيزومُها

    And a heavy-limbed one—you think she is

    A ship, her chest constricted by her patience.

  2. تجري إلى خلفٍ كأنّ أمامها

    مَلَكٌ يُلازمُ كبحَها ويُسيمُها

    She runs backward, as though before her

    An angel continually reins her in and torments her.

  3. فإذا تدلّت خِلتَ أنّ غمامةً

    سوداء مُقبلةٌ عليك غيومُها

    Then, when she descends, you imagine a cloud,

    Black, its clouds advancing toward you.