فَكأَنَّما اِشتَمَلَت مَواقي عَينِهِ

فَكأَنَّما اِشتَمَلَت مَواقي عَينِهِ

يَومَ الفِراقِ عَلى يَبيسِ الخَمخَمِ

يَومَ الفِراقِ عَلى يَبيسِ الخَمخَمِ

So it was as though the corners of his eye had closed

As if the pupils of his eyes embraced

On the day of parting, upon dried khamkham.

On the day we parted, the dryness of chamomile