1. وَلَمّا أَقلَعَت سُفُنُ المَطايا

    بِريحِ الوَجدِ في لُجَجِ السَرابِ

    And when the ships of the mounts set sail

    On the wind of longing through the deep waters of the mirage,

  2. جَرى نَظَري وَراءَهُم إِلى أَن

    تَكسَّرَ بَينَ أَمواجِ الهِضابِ

    My gaze ran after them until

    It shattered amid the waves of the hills.

  3. فَرُحتُ أَخوضُ بِحراً مِن دُموعي

    زِيادَتُهُ عَصَفَ اِنتِحابي

    So I began to wade through a sea of my tears,

    Swelled by the tempest of my sobbing.