1. الريحُ تَسحَبُ أَذيالاً وَتَنشُرُها

    يا لَيتَني كُنتُ مِمَّن تَحسَبُ الريحُ

    The wind drags trailing skirts and spreads them out.

    Oh, would that I were among those the wind counts,

  2. كَيما تَجُرَّ بِنا ذَيلاً فَتَطرَحنا

    عَلى الَّتي دونَها مُغبَرَّةٌ سوحُ

    So it might drag us along in a trailing skirt, then cast us

    Upon her, beyond the dust-covered open spaces.

  3. أَنّى بِقُربِكُمُ أَم كَيفَ لي بِكُمُ

    هَيهاتَ ذَلِكَ ما أَمسَت لَنا روحُ

    How can I come near you, or how can I be with you?

    That is far beyond reach, so long as life remains in us.

  4. فَلَيتَ ضِعفَ الَّذي أَلقى يَكونُ بِها

    بَل لَيتَ ضِعفَ الَّذي أَلقى تَباريحُ

    So, would that twice what I endure befell her;

    Rather, would that the torments were twice what I endure.

  5. إِحدى بُنَيّاتِ عَمّى دونَ مَنزِلِها

    أَرضٌ بِقيعانِها القَيصومُ وَالشيحُ

    One of my paternal uncle's little daughters—before her dwelling

    Lies land with yarrow and wormwood in its low-lying flats.