1. عَينَيَ لِلحَدَثِ الجَليلِ

    جودا بِأَربَعَةٍ هُمولِ

    My two eyes, for this grievous calamity,

    Pour forth freely flowing streams.

  2. جودا بِدَمعٍ إِنَّهُ

    يَشفي الفُؤادَ مِنَ الغَليلِ

    Pour forth tears, for they

    Relieve the heart of burning anguish.

  3. لِلَهِ قَبرٌ ضُمِّنَت

    فيهِ عِظامُ اِبنِ الطَويلِ

    What a grave, by God, in which were laid

    The bones of Ibn al-Tawil!

  4. ماذا تَضَمَّنَ إِذ ثَوى

    فيهِ مِنَ اللُبِّ الأَصيلِ

    How much it held, when he lay

    Within it, of noble wisdom!

  5. قَد كُنتُ آوي مِن هَوا

    كَ إِلى ذَرى كَهفٍ ظَليلِ

    I used to find refuge through your affection,

    In the shelter of a shady cave.

  6. أَصبَحتُ بَعدَكَ واحِداً

    فَرداً بِمَدرَجَةِ السُيولِ

    After you, I have been left alone,

    Solitary in the path of the torrents.