رَبَعَ الفؤادُ خِلالَ تلك الأربُعِ

رَبَعَ الفؤادُ خِلالَ تلك الأربُعِ

فكأنّها أولى به من أضلُعي

فكأنّها أولى به من أضلُعي

The heart dwelt among those abodes,

My heart was cloven in four 'midst that blessed four,

as though they had more claim to it than my ribs.

As though for it they were more rightful than my ribs.

وأقام فيه فالجوانحُ بَلقَعٌ

وأقام فيه فالجوانحُ بَلقَعٌ

منه وما البِيدُ القِفارُ ببَلقَعِ

منه وما البِيدُ القِفارُ ببَلقَعِ

And it remained there, leaving my breast desolate,

So it took dwelling there and the wings became tattered,

bereft of it; even the barren deserts are not so desolate.

Of it and how is the waste, the wastes with tattered things?

وأَرى الصَّبا تمرى السّحابَ وإنَّما

وأَرى الصَّبا تمرى السّحابَ وإنَّما

تَمرِي صَبابتُهُ سحابَ الأدمُعِ

تَمرِي صَبابتُهُ سحابَ الأدمُعِ

And I see the east wind milking the clouds, yet it is only

And I see the youth passing the clouds, yet only

the heart's yearning that milks the clouds of tears.

The clouds of his pain are passing, the clouds of tears.